Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Who this rapper tryin to to me
Talkin bout you ain't really bout that
Child please, we's them G's on them
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 this 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
them chips, we stick together like cement and bricks
Now just bounce to playalisctic Boneybone hit

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

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

Swingin lasso, screamin wild wild west
'cause where I'm from, you need a bullet prrof
Smoke the what for your
Nah dawg, hold up, a minute
'cause ain't no unless 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 catchin cases
clicks too, piru flamed up in blue
Crips too, God wanna you
2, 3, 4 and 5, now your eyes
And bump in your 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 in God, blessed to be breathin
to the heathen, buckin them demons
Oh what a feelin, got the crowd
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 without Tech, catchin wreck
Or Californias streets without a ghetto vet
It ain't happenin, Bibles I'm still packin
And jackin wit them 44 magnums