Luyện nghe bài hát Rider II

(50 Cent)

GRRRRRRRRRR!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!

(Chrous, 50 Cent)

I done told you boy I'm a boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I approach you boy the toaster boy
Get to point blank and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm to be rich
get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then my shit
Nigga I'll come for yo head

(50 Cent)

I'll have your nigga in an tellin ya hold on
The choir in your singin you so long
The top shotta that rock product the gotta
Then pop then pop bottles the whole spot up
The mo' the mo' strength we 'gon get it
The fo' fifth with the amp we ain't missin
I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full
Catch you with your b**** throw a song to her dude is

(Yung Buck)

(slow motion) G-Unit,(regular speed) your click
Like b**** you stuck with this
(SLow motion) loyal nigga nigga,(regular speed) die behind mine
if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign
You done yo' mind, bumped yo' head
Try to my shine but I got bread
And I got time, to hear what they said
When I catch cowards I'm a buss they head

(Chorus, 50 cent)

I done told you boy I'm a boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the boy
Get to blank range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga trip I'll come for yo

(Lloyd Bank$)

I'm out of South-side, you know I'm raw
Big ass check, dey our score
Pull the out, and roll out, the Kreamizore
Fo' Fo' out, I know bout, the of war
I'm HOT- five hunnid or more
My do' block a or more
I'm in the store copin shit u ain't seen
Black swipe,(yea) we galore(yea)

(Tony Yayo)

I said these niggas talkin then start worryin
The FEDS keep comin' the money we
I'm in a mean loft, I'm in tha Cream
I let that thing off, turn to T-Wolf
I drive a space ship, 2008 shit
kicks on I stay in some ape shit
Niggas on some ape shit, all get hit
Got the russian AK, flag on the clip

(Chrous, 50 cent)

I done told you boy I'm a boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the boy
Get to point blank and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to shit I'm supposed to be rich
get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit cock my shit
Nigga trip I'll come for yo (Nah, Nah Nigga)

(Unknown Artis)

Nah muh f**ka, this shit done
Think what I'll do to ya, ya pick on Bun
Then the shit wanna gimme a gun
Let tha tan him up like he sat in the sun
I'm my bread, I'll hit ya for crumbs
In the streets I'm like a catholic ya get none (hahahahaha)
off for practice cuz this ain't calm
Bout to eat ya food up like thiss free
The parkin lot support supply when I pop trunk
Then ya fleein cross the settle cuz the shit don't
Kid rocks a semi-auto my shit dump
Hit 16 Seribellums wit that (BITCH)

I done you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the boy
Get to point range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to shit I'm supposed to be rich
get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my
Nigga trip I'll for yo head