Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Say, R.I.P. to Pimp C, he was the King of The
If you hating on that, you to shut your fucking mouth
I'm down with Lil J til' the muthafuckin'
Disrespect, gon' put your picture on the front page
I'm center stage in a foreign you ain't seen yet
Chrome look like water, and my paint is lean wet
Don't forget the rims, them mothafuckas a set
You can't me that this ain't cost ya boy a mean check
Looking like a G in here, here and I'm gon be in here
When it's over, be the only one you see in here
Repping P.A.T. in here, realer these other guys
I'm OG bitch, don't let them tell you otherwise

Young out here on the rise
Young bitch, you need to ride wit me
Smoke something, up, hold up
Young nigga out on the grind
bitch you need to get live wit me
Smoke something, hold up

Put Multi on the
Drop the label to raise the stock
You ain't a trunk with tinted pop
Full of 15s make it knock
With them neon that say
Get in or get down hoe
If it wasn't about the player to be made
What the fuck you around for?
This is big business, skyscrapers
rise like smoke vapors
Candy when it's Now and Laters
Bitch, I'm on the up like an elevator if you know
Shine the just to let it show
On emotional mothafuckas in the game
Tucking they nuts I'm letting mine hang
Chromed out the rim, em' swang
Went from have-not to some dames
out the window, gripping the grain
One finger'll put the sun to the
Uhh, ya'll niggas thought I wasn't gon' be a king I'm sposed'
But I learned from UGK, Multi, "4eva N a Day" on these

Young nigga out here on the
Young bitch, you need to ride wit me
something, hold up, hold up
Young nigga out on the grind
Young bitch you to get live wit me
Smoke something, up bitch

for all the underground, we on the surface
South and holding, controlling
Got the game and it ain't for
Ain't no hurting you win, up the cut like in it
down on it, clown on it, cheerlead if you wit it hoe
Old school on his toes, chop the base and shake the doors
Fade the top, then let it show, how it I got to know
Ice the grill, enough to freeze the snow
Bruce Lee, boy, sho' nuff that bumping dragon, I got the
Got the cake, it in your face, I got more to make
I'm on the chase for a truck to put off in my safe
And let it bake, with the flakes, all the crumbs get ate
Off the plate, sop it up the lobster, shrimp and steak

Young nigga out on the rise
Young bitch, you really to ride wit me
Smoke something, up, hold up
nigga out here on the grind
Young you need to get live wit me
Smoke something, up bitch