Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

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

Dip bounce, to side
And ride wit a playa from that killa Cali westside
Pyscho, westcoast, rider,
For you and all your dawgs to 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 love Cali, playa the Westside up
now me ride like them hell's angels
In them Harleys, or them wit the blue wranglers

Swingin ther lasso, screamin wild wild
'cause where I'm from, you a bullet prrof vest
the what for your stress
Nah dawg, hold up, a minute
'cause ain't no high 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 catchin cases
Racist too, piru flamed up in blue
too, God wanna bless you
2, 3, 4 and 5, now close eyes
And bump this in ride while you glide and...

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