Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

Right there in of the kids
I might as well your wig
'Cause that's just 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, what
There's a up in the Bush

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

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

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

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

Yo, is not original
follow the radio
Niggas think if you
you gotta be on the TV show

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

Niggas is very
If we see it, we think true
few niggas make a move
And less'll see it through

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

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

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

Crackas like to
crackas a lie
They say if you don't
you'll probably die

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

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

Yeah, I call myself N I G G A
'Cause be showin' on the floor
And they policies, my
Show you the block is a part 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 the train or with the Caddie

When they you, nigga they scared of you
They you so actually
If is gone, be fearing niggas
Then what the fuck I have to be now

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

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

niggas or city niggas
Tupac niggas or 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, Rolly
Whatever, long as we
Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a long walk, now that we

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