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 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 point range and fiiiya
I ain't to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
Then I'm load my shit then cock my shit
trip I'll come for yo head

(50 Cent)

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

(Yung Buck)

(slow motion) G-Unit,(regular speed) your click
Like b**** you stuck with this
(SLow motion) I'ma loyal nigga,(regular speed) die behind mine
Even if 50 drop me I wouldn't sign
You done lost yo' mind, yo' head
Try to my shine but I got bread
And I got time, to hear what they said
I catch them cowards I'm a buss 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 with the boy
Get to point range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
Then I'm load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga trip 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 degrees or more
My do' a M-16 or more
I'm in the store shit u ain't seen before
card 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 loft, I'm in tha Cream Porshe
I let that thing off, turn to T-Wolf
I a space ship, nigga 2008 shit
kicks on I stay in some ape shit
Niggas on ape shit, they all get hit
Got the russian AK, Haitian flag on the

(Chrous, 50 cent)

I told 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 blank and fiiiya
I ain't 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 then my shit
Nigga trip I'll for yo head (Nah, Nah Nigga)

(Unknown Artis)

Nah muh f**ka, this ain't done
Think what I'll do to ya, ya pick on Bun
Then the torpedo 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 lunch
The parkin lot support supply when I pop trunk
Then ya cross the settle cuz the shit don't bump
Kid rocks a when my shit dump
Hit 16 Seribellums wit that (BITCH)

I told 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 I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my
Nigga trip come for yo head