Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Who rapper tryin to step to me
Talkin you ain't really bout that ministry
Child please, we's G's on them knees
Preachin from to the Florida Keys, we be
Slangin the WORD, while they they're herb
And dippin 64's, switches on the curb
swerve back in place, bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by playa Chase
Like Mase, 'Im fittin, makin ya so good'
When I bump gospel music in your hood, Inglewood
West Covina, Pasadena, then take it to my gente, in
I can't 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, side to
And come ride wit a playa from that Cali westside
Pyscho, westcoast, rider,
For you and all your dawgs to with

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

Swingin ther lasso, screamin wild west
'cause where I'm from, you 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 spirit on a day to day
And preach the WORD, to my patnas catchin
Racist too, piru flamed up in blue
Crips too, God wanna you
2, 3, 4 and 5, now your eyes
And this in your ride while you glide and...

I can't stop, makin suacy gospel hip hop
Fittin do this, til the day that I
Like Tupac, 'who do you in'
I put my in God, blessed to be breathin
Preachin to the heathen, buckin demons
Oh what a feelin, got the crowd
on the ceilin
So hate if you wanna man, say 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 jackin demons wit them 44