Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' High

That nigga Daz and Dub C in motherfucker
(What's nigga?)
what we got to do, every day all day
And if you didn't know, now you
So get it right,

Yah and it like that
Gangsta shit, nuttin' but gangsta
Gangsta shit, nuttin' but shit
WC, Daz, Daz
Gangsta shit, nuttin' but shit

ridin' high
(Just high)
ridin' by
(Just by)
Come on, don't trip, don't

Just high
(Just high)
ridin' by
(Just by)
Come on, trip, don't trip

It's chill, why do we have to fool and get ill
On what we call the dollar, bill?
You can get killed for paint job and wheels
Oh my, oh my, I the dollar, dollar bill
Oh juicy, be like when he shot steel
Put the blame up on you and be out the loot
Slang coke or weed,

You got pinky when the cup of got spilled
Shit outta luck, there ain't no
I'm more deadlier ever
What I got'll see through your armor
Show you breakdown your bills
Recognize the real that'll ride and kill
Just for

ridin' high
(Just high)
ridin' by
(Just by)
on, don't trip, don't trip

Just high
(Just high)
ridin' by
(Just by)
Come on, trip, don't trip

in the bag rollin' all day
Blue [unverified] six with called [unverified]
Age sixteen, I'm tired of mom's mouth
"Motherfucker get a job or get ya ass out"
A little seed, influenced by the G's
Strong bombing, pistol whipping and twisting for cheese
It's the method, barrel start by the jail

a long one [unverified] the real stretch marks
A juvenile millimeters
And I'm close to doing a third
Nigga I got more stripes a zebra
Will I live and make it out of the but will I die?
God knows nigga but for now I just know I'm just

Just high
(Just high)
ridin' by
(Just by)
on, don't trip, don't trip

Just high
(Just high)
Just by
(Just by)
Come on, don't trip, trip

You got the upper hand, take and take command
Get your blast over and cut the bullshit
I the need the in a hurry
By the end of the day I'm 'em, don't worry
like a dream or a storybook, a born crook
Shook all the that snitch, now I'ma black book

It took a while, being so broke it's to smile
Hard living, to be grown when I'm a child
Overshadowed by
Running and stealing, running from
Something like a
Drugs, to county jails, penitentiaries
My background history 'cuz the game is so

Now the remedy, should we strive, the streets is killing me
Or should we lay down in a shit's forgiving me?
activity, crack sales are killing me
(A bunch or syllables really fast)
Just
I'm tired of living the life of

Just
The life of the deaf, and blind
chill
Why do we to fool and get ill
Don't
all about the dollar, dollar bill

Just high
(Just high)
Just by
(Just by)
Come on, don't trip, trip

Just high
(Just high)
ridin' by
(Just by)
on, don't trip, don't trip

You motherfuckers to know what the gang was all about
And now you know, you ain't got to look no
WC and nigga Daz
Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, gangsta
Sucka, 99-2G, whoo

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