Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

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

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

Shh, not talkin, while I'm puttin demons in coffins
Dippin in the Cadillac bumpin Dawkins and
Got me wrapped up, up
If you love Cali, throw the Westside up
now watch me ride like them angels
In them Harleys, or them wit the blue wranglers

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

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