Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Who this rapper tryin to to me
Talkin bout you really bout that ministry
Child please, them G's on them knees
Preachin from to the Florida Keys, we be
the WORD, while they smokin they're herb
And dippin 64's, switches on the curb
Then swerve in place, bump that bass
Wit sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, 'Im fittin, makin ya feel so
When I bump gospel music in your hood, Inglewood
Covina, Pasadena, then take it to my gente, in Puente
I forget about all my patnas in the 415, 510, 916
Make them chips, we stick like cement and bricks
Now just to this playalisctic Boneybone hit

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

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

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

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