Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Slow

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

[Chorus - Play-N-Skillz (Bun B) - w/ ad
I'm ridin
(I'm in the slab, up the Ave.)
I'm vogues
(Sittin on leather with my together)
I'm ridin
(I'm dirty while I'm "Ridin' Dirty")
I'm ridin
(Sittin on and I don't give a fuck, so bitch, what's up?)

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

1 - Bun B]
Texas, of the swang (swang), where boys pop trunk 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, maybe a (brick)
Burn purp inside of the 'gar
a bad ass bitch inside 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, that P to the A to the T (to the T)
I'm a South representer, summertime, spring to the fall to the winter
O.G. in the game, no beginner, don't take a loss (loss), get with a
on my plate for dinner (dinner)
And your bitch is the midnight (snack)
her off when I'm layin up in her (in her)
When I'm done I'm a send her back (back)
out chain (chain), frozen wrist (wrist), grip that grain when I close this fist
Diamonds up against the in the hood and I can't be missed

- w/ ad libs]

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

[Chorus - w/ ad

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

[Chorus - w/ ad

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