Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

Artist: Kweli, Dead Prez and David Banner
Sucka Free Mix
Song:
by: [email protected]

David

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

Where them crakas to cut your stomach open
to let your fuckin' guts hang

Right there in front of the

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

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

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

He dead
What

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

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

Warriors play
Click the

them AK's (YEAH!)
Bust on (YEAH!)

the Knuckle boy
Or the Two
And the

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

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

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

(YEAH!)

it hurt
'Cause you
Ain't a Nigga,

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

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

Prez:

Yo'

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas the blues
That's the spritual
But when You say is You
Niggas ain't really 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
I got now love for whithey
I love callin'em (CRACKAS!)

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

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

Talib

Yeah!

I call real

'Cause be
Showin' on the
And policies
My
You that the block
Is a of me
Fighter
Like Richard be
It's how the street knowledge beef
'Cause it ran like a inside of me
practical, not scholarly

Now why do I call
A
You ask me
Who's got my
When the harass me
Ya'll can

Can ride the
Or the Caddie

When they You
they scared of You
They You
So
If is gone
Be Niggas
Then what the
I have to be

Now

It's a badge of
And some say
upsurd
It's more
Just a
We the shit
Like a 'bird

Pass it down
Generations,
Cuss You out and say it
The first
Of
To Our Nuts and
Say it
Country or City Niggas
Tupac Niggas or Biggie
In the coridor, or door,
And all my Niggas
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, city
Cadalacs, Royce
Whatever...long as we

girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a a walk
Now we Ridin'

2x]

All got for You
Is a Cell my
They You
or in jail
Without Rebel my

In the
It's similar to
My
But we gonna up
And well
My