Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

Artist: Talib Kweli, Prez and David Banner
Album: Free Mix
Ridin'
by: [email protected]

David

I'm a place
Where You let yo' nutz hang

Where them crakas used to cut stomach open
Just to let your guts hang

Right there in of the kids

I as well split your Whig
'Cause just what the master did

But now I'm the new Nat
Spreadin' to the kids
Like Sojourner, Man, the

Fuck a
? I but you in doubts ?
And go "Woof"

He dead
pledge

There's a stank up in the
Or a stank up in the White

Shootin' bullshit
Man, it's props
in Chicago
But hit this

Warriors come
Click the

Cock them (YEAH!)
Bust on (YEAH!)

With the boy
Or the Two
And the

Given Dead on shirt
a Wristband
You a Man
Nigga, Stand

it hurt
'Cause you
Ain't a Nigga,

it hurt
'Cause you
a Nigga, dog?

(YEAH!)

Don't it
you really
Ain't a Nigga,

Country boys, city
Cadalacs, Royce
Whatever...long as we

girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a long a
Now that we

Dead

Yo'

is not orginal
Niggas follow the
Niggas if You Blow
You gotta be on the TV Show

Crackas is
Crackas rob and shit on You
see You do what they do
They know is powerful

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

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

Niggas will rob and on You
Crackas drop a bomb on You
Niggas is having
is having barbeques

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

like to capitalize
Them a lie
They say if You don't
You'll probably die

I hate callin' niggas
So I'ma take it
I got now love for whithey
I love callin'em (CRACKAS!)

Country boys, boys
Cadalacs, Royce
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, ghetto
On the boulevard, in the
a long a walk
Now we Ridin'

Kweli:

Yeah!

I call real

'Cause be
Showin' on the
And they
My
Show You the block
Is a of me
Freedom
Like Richard be
It's deep how the street beef
it ran like a code inside of me
It's practical, not

Now why do I call
A
You ask me
got my back
When the cops me
can label

Can the train
Or with the

When they You
Nigga scared of You
They You
So
If CRACK is
Be Niggas
that's what the
Fuck I to be

Now

a badge of honor
And say that
upsurd
It's than
Just a
We the shit
Like it's a

it down through
Generations,
Cuss You out and say it
The generation
Of
To grab Our and
Say it
Country Niggas or Niggas
Tupac Niggas or Biggie
In the coridor, or door,
And all my Mississippi
We
All
The North, the East, the West, the
And if a boy say the shit
He'll still get
in the mouth

Country boys, boys
Cadalacs, Rolly
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a long a
Now that we

2x]

All got for You
Is a my Nigga
They You
Dead or in
Without my Nigga

In the
It's to Hell
My
But we Boss up
And well
My