Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

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

But now I'm the new Nat
Spreadin' to the kids
Sojourner, man, the truth

Fuck a 'Creek, I
But you in and go "Woof"
He dead, what pledge
There's a up in the Bush

Or a stank up in the White
Shootin' bullshit, man, it's dead props
Here in but hit this hi-lo
Warriors come play, click the

Cock them AK's, on KK's
With the boy or the other 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 really a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga,

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

Yo, niggas is not
Niggas follow the
Niggas if you blow
you gotta be on the TV show

Crackas is
Crackas will rob and on you
'Cause see you do what do
know freedom is powerful

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

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

Niggas rob and shoot on you
Crackas will a bomb on you
is having funerals
Crackas is having

sing the blues
That's reminicin' the
But you say gawd is you
ain't really hearing you

Crackas like to
Them a lie
They say if you unionize
Then you'll die

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's a of honor
And some say that shit's
It's than just a word
We flip the shit like it's a

it down through generations
Then cuss you out and say it
The generation of muthafuckas
To our nuts and say it proud

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

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

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

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