Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin', Slipin' & Slidin'

It's a new day in the hood
It's money to make and I'm doin' bad and it ain't lookin'
It's all about the you know what that I roll
And leave empty handed without packin' my chrome

If it's on, it's on, I put down my gangsta
Show and prove and be gat, put the jack a chance
See I can put down like this and you don't why
Niggaz always would try but soon they all die

How they come up, like I put my biz in the street
I'd like to say is that the made my life complete
Fifty four thousand, the cash he cheesed and stitched
But it still ain't enough so what can I next?

An armored truck'd be fine, as I up from behind
Grab 7 and fled, not wastin' no time
Coppers my ass, breathin' hard on my back
Now my biz in the corner as I the 'Llac

Grab the satchel full of money Star crib
I throw the on the table say, "Be back in a bit"
I caught the biggest sack, I got my hood sewed up
Now everybody to make the bomb soaked uncut

Ridin', and slidin'

Ran out a door, my situation's where I left
A voice tellin', "You got to come up on some bread"
Don't get twisted for shit, see, I be mashin' on my own
Never dreamin' or wishin' the money I'm missin'

I some, niggaz doubt clockin' rakin' in all the dough
And since I'm doin' bad, I gotta jack for they
Called my partners in crime, Kurupt, Nate Dogg,
True soldiers from the Dogg Pound, it down

Kick the door in with the and fo'-fo'
Blast a couple of niggaz as I with all the dough
Five of Coke, two pounds of [Incomprehensible]
Now we it up and smokin' all night long

I wanna trip then I have no chip
And my pockets be short and I to trip
To maintain with no problem stopped by my house
She was poppin' with them sales, I don't play shit
And sold five hundred in Cavi barely happy
Feelin' rowdy and my homey had to say

Well, I got me a on the Westside on the town
With some mark ass niggaz from the side
(Yeah, put it down)
Now Dogg Gangstaz true indeed we see
The down, as we proceed

Two in the front, three in the back, I'm to make niggaz collapse
back the strap two minutes before the jack takes place
Now we face to and I'm in the mood for a murder
So I'm all for the do low and you know the chances advances
Gauges and eighties, crazy, nigga shady to my lady

I'ma do is mine for my loot
With the homies mash on the massion about to two
When we arrive, I be the first to dip
Straight to the front door and to straight trip
I gotta make my grip and I my grip with the quickness
Niggaz here to and got paid, bitch

Ridin', slipin' and

I trust a bitch so fuck a bitch
What's the function, what's the
All aboard, the Cavi
All you riding round
You wanna see the Pound