Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

I'm a place
Where you gotta let yo' hang
Where them crakas to cut your stomach open
to let your fuckin' guts hang

Right there in of the kids
I might as well split wig
that's just what the master did

But now I'm the new Nat
Spreadin' something to the
Like Sojourner, man, the

Fuck a 'Creek, I
But you in and go "Woof"
He ain't dead, pledge
There's a stank up in the

Or a stank up in the White
Shootin' board bullshit, man, it's props
Here in Chicago but hit this
Warriors play, click the bottles

Cock AK's, bust on KK's
With the knuckle boy or the two and the Stic-Man
Given on your shirt like a wristband
You a man, nigga, stand tall

it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you ain't a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga,

Country boys, boys
Cadillacs, Royce
Whatever, long as we
Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a walk, now that we ridin'

Yo, is not original
Niggas follow the
Niggas if you blow
Then you be on the TV show

is hypocritical
Crackas rob and shit on you
'Cause see you do what do
They know is powerful

Niggas is visual
If we see it, we it's true
few niggas make a move
And even less'll see it

Crackas make up the
Then they call us the
Crackas all the loot
And we get the residuals

Niggas rob and shoot on you
Crackas drop a bomb on you
Niggas is having
Crackas is barbecues

sing the blues
That's reminicin' the
But when you say is you
Niggas really hearing you

Crackas to capitalize
Them a lie
They say if you don't
Then probably die

I callin' niggas, niggas
So take it backwards
But I got now love for
I love 'em crackas

boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly
Whatever, as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto
On the boulevard, in the
It's a a walk, now that we ridin'

Yeah, I call myself N I G G A
'Cause Kweli be on the floor
And policies, my philosophies
Show you that the is a part of me

Freedom fighter like Richard be
It's how the street knowledge beef
'Cause it ran like a inside of me
It's practical, not

Now why do I call a nigga, you ask me
got my back when the cops harass me
New York, L.A or
Can ride the or with the Caddie

When they call you, nigga scared of you
They fearin' you so
If is gone, be fearing niggas
Then that's what the I have to be now

a badge of honor
And some say shit's absurd
It's more than just a
We the shit like it's a bird

Pass it down through
Then you out and say it loud
The first of muthafuckas
To grab our nuts and say it

Country niggas or niggas
Tupac or biggie niggas
In the corridor, or door
And all my Mississippi

We connected all
The north, the east, the west, the
And if a boy say the shit
He'll still get punched right in the

Country boys, city
Cadillacs, Rolly
Whatever, long as we
girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a long walk, now we ridin'

All they got for you is a cell, my
They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my
In the streets, it's similar to hell, my
But we gonna up and live well, my nigga

You see, all they got for you is a cell, my
want you dead or in jail without rebel, my nigga
In the streets, it's to hell, my nigga
But we boss up and live well, my nigga