Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Slow

[Intro - Chopped and Screwed (echo)]
Hold up
I you ain't think we wouldn't fittin to come through with somethin
for the
You must be nigga
You know we come down, this Texas
off the top ho
Hold up, that some shit that'll shake the sidewalk right
Dang, you pop this
Bang down 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 leather my shit together)
I'm fo's
(I'm doin dirty I'm "Ridin' Dirty")
I'm ridin
(Sittin on buck and I give a fuck, so bitch, what's up?)

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

1 - Bun B]
Texas, land of the swang (swang), where pop trunk and bang (bang)
Come down in a thang, hittin that switch (switch), lettin 'em hang
Hit me a stang, a lick (lick)
Pound of the brown, a brick (brick)
Burn that purp 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, reppin P to the A to the T (to the T)
I'm a dirty South representer, summertime, spring to the to the winter
O.G. in the game, no beginner, take a loss (loss), get with a winner
Lobsters on my for dinner (dinner)
And your is the midnight snack (snack)
her off when I'm layin up in her (in her)
When I'm done I'm a her right back (back)
out chain (chain), frozen wrist (wrist), grip that grain when I close this fist
Diamonds up the wood in the hood and I can't be missed

- w/ ad libs]

[Verse 2 - Thug]
Huh, huh, huh
I'm ridin slow, eyes slow, from what I and po'
If you ain't smokin 'dro, then what the fuck you fo'?
With my Thug about to give the world a show (huh)
You know the gon' glow (glow), you know them screens gon' show (show)
You know the fifth fall (fall), you know them fo's gon' crawl (cheah)
You know that got to show 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 fifteens sound like lions bustin out a cage
I'm gettin paid, been ridin clean the 'leventh grade
No more braids now, I'm on my taper-fade (yeah)
I got it made, to Ike and I got it sprayed
Now when I park where it's dark, you see the shade (huh)

[Chorus - w/ ad

3 - Bun B]
Man, there's a road the city
Leather so soft (soft), so pretty
Wheels so shiny, so new
When I hit your hood (hood), you gon' do? (gon' do)
Fall back and break with a G though (G though)
come down, not like me though (me through)
Underdog To' and Beedo (Beedo)
Big cheese on me a Cheeto (Cheeto)
ooh wee though, I'm the (throwdest)
But I guess you know this
J's the freshest, chain the
to miss (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
When we come through (through), on by
If you hate, take your ass on by
Sittin on top of the
So really don't need nobody to my high (my high)
On buck with the stitch and (tuck)
These boys know I'm not a fuck (fuck)
Try to and get stuck
So press your luck, what's up?

- w/ ad libs]

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