Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

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

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

a 'Creek, I care
But you in and go "Woof"
He dead, what pledge
a stank up in the Bush

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

Cock them AK's, bust on
the knuckle boy or the other two and the Stic-Man
Given dead on your shirt a wristband
You a grown man, nigga, stand

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

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

Yo, niggas is not
Niggas the radio
Niggas think if you
Then you be on the TV show

is hypocritical
Crackas will rob and on you
'Cause see you do they do
They know freedom is

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

make up the chemicals
Then they call us the
Crackas make all the
And we just get the

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

sing the blues
That's the spiritual
But you say gawd is you
Niggas really hearing you

like to capitalize
Them a lie
say if you don't unionize
Then probably die

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

boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Royce
Whatever, as we ridin'
Pretty girls, 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 they policies, my
Show you that the block is a of me

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

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

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

It's a badge of
And say that shit's absurd
It's more than just a
We flip the shit like a bird

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

Country or city niggas
Tupac niggas or biggie
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 still get punched right in the

Country boys, city
Cadillacs, Royce
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 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

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 similar to hell, my
But we boss up and live well, my nigga