Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Who this tryin to step to me
bout you ain't really bout that ministry
Child please, we's G's on them knees
from California to the Florida Keys, we be
Slangin the WORD, while they smokin herb
And dippin 64's, hittin on the curb
swerve back in place, bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa
Like Mase, 'Im fittin, ya feel so good'
I bump this gospel music in your hood, Inglewood
West Covina, Pasadena, then it to my gente, in Puente
I forget about all my patnas in the 415, 510, 916
Make chips, we stick together like cement and bricks
Now just bounce to playalisctic Boneybone hit

Dip bounce, to side
And come ride wit a playa that killa Cali westside
Pyscho, westcoast, rider,
For you and all your dawgs to cruise

Shh, ain't not talkin, while I'm puttin demons in
Dippin in the bumpin Dawkins and Dawkins
Got me up, tied up
If you love Cali, playa throw the up
now watch me ride like hell's angels
In them Harleys, or them cowboys wit the wranglers

ther lasso, screamin wild wild west
'cause where I'm from, you need a bullet prrof
Smoke the what for stress
Nah dawg, hold up, a minute
'cause ain't no unless the Holy Ghost ain't rolled up in it
I get in the spirit on a day to day basis
And preach the WORD, to my patnas cases
Racist clicks too, piru flamed up in
Crips too, God wanna you
2, 3, 4 and 5, now your eyes
And this in your ride while you glide and...

I can't stop, makin suacy gospel hip hop
do this, til the day that I drop
Like Tupac, do you believe in'
I put my faith in God, to be breathin
Preachin to the heathen, buckin demons
Oh a feelin, got the crowd screamin
Dancin on the
So hate if you man, say what you say
But rap wit Bone is like LA wit out a Dr. Dre
Or Sway without Tech, wreck
Or these streets without a ghetto vet
It happenin, Bibles I'm still packin them
And jackin demons wit them 44