Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

Right there in front of the
I might as well split wig
that's just 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 ain't dead, pledge
a stank up in the Bush

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

them AK's, bust on KK's
With the knuckle boy or the two and the Stic-Man
dead 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 ain't a nigga,
Don't it hurt, you really ain't a nigga, dog?

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

Yo, is not original
Niggas the radio
think if you blow
Then you gotta be on the TV

Crackas is
will rob and shit on you
'Cause see you do they do
They freedom is powerful

is very visual
If we see it, we think it's
Very few niggas a move
And less'll see it through

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

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

Niggas the blues
That's the spiritual
But you say gawd is you
Niggas ain't hearing you

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

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

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

Yeah, I myself real 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 like Richard Carter be
It's deep how the street knowledge
'Cause it ran a code inside of me
It's practical, not

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

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

It's a of honor
And some say that absurd
It's than just a word
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 and say it proud

Country niggas or niggas
niggas 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 white boy say the
He'll get punched right in the mouth

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

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

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