Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

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

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

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

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

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