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 with the boy
Get to point blank and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then my shit
Nigga I'll come for yo head

(50 Cent)

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

(Yung Buck)

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

(Chorus, 50 cent)

I done you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a
I approach you boy the toaster boy
Get to point blank range and
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 then cock my shit
Nigga trip come for yo head

(Lloyd Bank$)

I'm out of South-side, you know I'm raw
Big ass check, dey show our
Pull the dough out, and roll out, the
Fo' Fo' out, I know bout, the of war
I'm HOT- five degrees or more
My do' a M-16 or more
I'm in the store shit u ain't seen before
Black swipe,(yea) we galore(yea)

(Tony Yayo)

I said these niggas talkin then start worryin
The FEDS keep the money we burryin
I'm in a mean loft, I'm in tha Porshe
I let that thing off, then turn to
I drive a space ship, nigga shit
kicks on I stay in some ape shit
Niggas on some ape shit, all get hit
Got the russian AK, Haitian on the clip

(Chrous, 50 cent)

I done you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I approach you boy the toaster boy
Get to blank range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be
get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga I'll come for yo head (Nah, Nah Nigga)

(Unknown Artis)

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

I done told you boy I'm a boy
I got no choice but to be a
I approach you boy with the boy
Get to point blank and fiiiya
I tryin to hear shit 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