Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Wit Me

Who this rapper to step to me
Talkin you ain't really bout that ministry
Child please, them G's on them knees
Preachin from California to the Keys, we be
Slangin the WORD, while 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 so good'
I bump 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
Make them chips, we stick together like and bricks
Now just bounce to playalisctic Boneybone hit

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

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

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

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