Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Slow

[Intro - Chopped and Voice (echo)]
Hold up
I know you ain't think we fittin to come through with somethin
for the
You must be nigga
You we come down, this Texas nigga
off the top ho
Hold up, that shit that'll shake the sidewalk right there
Dang, you pop trunk
down this block (Play-Play-Play-Play-Play-N-Skillz)
Beat 'em down right quick

- Play-N-Skillz (Bun B) - w/ ad libs]
I'm ridin
(I'm in the slab, up the Ave.)
I'm ridin
(Sittin on with my shit together)
I'm ridin
(I'm dirty while I'm "Ridin' Dirty")
I'm slow
(Sittin on buck and I give a fuck, so bitch, what's up?)

Beep, beep, so they can see I'm rollin through the hood
Beep, beep, so they can see how a player his wood
Beep, beep, I bet they see that now I'm good
(Grippin the grain, the stain)
I'm ridin

1 - Bun B]
Texas, land of the swang (swang), where boys pop and bang (bang)
Come down in a candy thang, hittin that switch (switch), 'em hang
Hit me a stang, maybe a (lick)
Pound of the brown, a brick (brick)
Burn that purp of the 'gar
With a bad ass bitch of the car (car)
C to the A, D to the I (I), L to the L to the A to the C (C)
B to the U to the N to the B, reppin P to the A to the T (to the T)
I'm a dirty South representer, summertime, to the fall to the winter
O.G. in the game, no beginner, don't a loss (loss), get with a winner
Lobsters on my for dinner (dinner)
And your is the midnight snack (snack)
Break her off I'm layin up in her (in her)
When I'm done I'm a send her back (back)
Iced out chain (chain), frozen wrist (wrist), that grain when I close this fist
up against the wood in the hood and I can't be missed

[Chorus - w/ ad

[Verse 2 - Slim
Huh, huh, huh
I'm ridin slow, slow, from what I smoke and po'
If you ain't smokin 'dro, then the fuck you smokin fo'?
my deposit Thug about to give the world a show (huh)
You the truck gon' glow (glow), you know them screens gon' show (show)
You know the fifth gon' (fall), you know them fo's gon' crawl (cheah)
You know that Texas got to y'all how we like to ball (huh)
My trunk knockin, got 'em watchin like I'm on a (I know you see me)
Them four fifteens sound like lions out a cage
I'm gettin paid, been ridin clean since the 'leventh
No more now, I'm razor on my taper-fade (yeah)
I got it made, went to Ike and I got it
Now when I park where it's dark, you can't see the (huh)

- w/ ad libs]

3 - Bun B]
Man, a road through the city
Leather so soft (soft), paint so
Wheels so shiny, so new
When I hit your (hood), what you gon' do? (gon' do)
Fall back and break with a G though (G though)
Might down, not like me though (me through)
Underdog like To' and (Beedo)
Big cheese on me a Cheeto (Cheeto)
ooh wee though, I'm the (throwdest)
But I guess you already know
J's the freshest, chain the
Hard to miss (miss), to notice
Watch me to show this, as pie
Bad ass broad, on the eye
I'm so and she's so fly
Man we so player and no lie
When we through (through), pass on by
If you gon' hate, your ass on by
on top of the world
So really don't need nobody to crash my (my high)
On buck with the and tuck (tuck)
These boys I'm not givin a fuck (fuck)
Try to and get stuck
So press your luck, what's up?

[Chorus - w/ ad

I'm ridin ...
I'm slow ...