Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Slow

[Intro - Chopped and Screwed (echo)]
up mayne
I know you ain't think we wouldn't 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 some shit that'll shake the sidewalk right
Dang, you pop trunk
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 slow
(I'm in the slab, up the Ave.)
I'm vogues
(Sittin on leather my shit together)
I'm ridin
(I'm dirty while I'm "Ridin' Dirty")
I'm ridin
(Sittin on buck and I don't give a fuck, so bitch, up?)

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

1 - Bun B]
Texas, of the swang (swang), where boys pop trunk and bang (bang)
Come down in a candy thang, hittin switch (switch), lettin 'em hang
Hit me a stang, maybe a (lick)
of the brown, maybe 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 South representer, summertime, spring to the fall to the winter
O.G. in the game, no beginner, take a loss (loss), get with a winner
on my plate for dinner (dinner)
And your bitch is the snack (snack)
Break her off 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 wood in the hood and I be missed

- w/ ad libs]

[Verse 2 - Slim
Huh, huh, huh
I'm slow, eyes slow, from what I smoke and po'
If you smokin 'dro, then what the fuck you smokin fo'?
With my deposit Thug about to give the a show (huh)
You know the truck gon' glow (glow), you know them screens gon' (show)
You know the fifth gon' fall (fall), you them fo's gon' crawl (cheah)
You know that Texas got to show y'all how we to ball (huh)
My trunk knockin, got 'em watchin like I'm on a (I know you see me)
Them four fifteens sound lions bustin out a cage
I'm gettin paid, been ridin clean the 'leventh grade
No braids 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 see the shade (huh)

[Chorus - w/ ad

3 - Bun B]
Man, there's a road the city
so soft (soft), paint so pretty
Wheels so shiny, so new
When I hit your hood (hood), you gon' do? (gon' do)
Fall back and break bread a G though (G though)
Might down, not like 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 guess you know this
J's the freshest, the coldest
Hard to miss (miss), easy to
me to show this, easy as pie
Bad ass broad, on the eye
I'm so clean and so fly
Man we so and that's no lie
When we come through (through), on by
If you gon' hate, take ass on by
Sittin on top of the
So really don't nobody to crash my high (my high)
On with the stitch and tuck (tuck)
These boys I'm not givin 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 ...