Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' High

That Daz and Dub C in this motherfucker
(What's nigga?)
Doing we got to do, every day all day
And if you know, now you know
So get it right,

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

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

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

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

You got pinky when the cup of blood got
outta luck, there ain't no refills
I'm deadlier then ever
What I got'll see through armor shield
you breakdown with your bills
Recognize the side that'll ride and kill
Just for

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It a while, being so broke it's hard to smile
Hard living, trying to be when I'm a child
by negativity
Running and stealing, from security
Something like a
Drugs, bitches to county jails,
My background 'cuz the game is so trickory

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

chill
The life of the deaf, and blind
Just
Why do we have to and get ill
trip
It's all about the dollar, dollar

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

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

You motherfuckers to know what the gang was all about
And now you know, you got to look no further
WC and nigga Daz
Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, shit
Sucka, 99-2G, whoo

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