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 you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a
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 'gon load my shit then cock my
Nigga trip come for yo head

(50 Cent)

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

(Yung Buck)

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

(Chorus, 50 cent)

I told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I you boy with the toaster boy
Get to blank range and fiiiya
I tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
Then I'm 'gon load my shit cock my shit
Nigga I'll come for yo head

(Lloyd Bank$)

I'm comin out of South-side, you I'm raw
Big ass check, dey our score
Pull the out, and roll out, the Kreamizore
Fo' Fo' out, I bout, the keys 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 these niggas stop 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, nigga shit
Hermaide kicks on I in some ape shit
Niggas on some ape shit, all get hit
Got the AK, Haitian flag on the clip

(Chrous, 50 cent)

I done you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no but to be a riiida
I you boy with 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 trip I'll for yo head (Nah, Nah Nigga)

(Unknown Artis)

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

I told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a
I you boy with the toaster boy
Get to point range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my
trip I'll come for yo head