Luyện nghe bài hát Ring Ding

[D] Ring ding [F] ding
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring king
[D] Ring ding [F] ding
[D] Ring [F] Ring ding
[D] Ring ding [F] king motherfuckers

[Billy
Yo, I'm ringin across the nation, ain't nuttin changed
Still hittin motherfuckers at blank range
If I ain't in it to win it I be in it
Billy Danze, here me kid? (Lil' Fame co-defendant)
This little bastard can't be tamed, he's
I wonder what the be goin on through his brain
Year of Def Jam while you're Cold
wanted props in hip-hop cause he's the last villain

[Lil'
Aiyyo aiyyo stop the record {*needle*} What's my name?
{*scratched: "Lil' Fame, Fame"*}
We bells (ring ding) ring ding
with that hardcore swing, Fame and Billy be doin the same
The way, show you how
jump up, them motherfuckers get down..
Anybody that asks to
you pass, cause I'ma kick a bone out your ass
A lot of went and seen the movie "Posse"
but ain't seen a POSSE, until you seen the M.O.P.
Chill kid, cause you gon' cause to get fatal
Smash and mash your monkey-ass like (uhh)
You said it, you dead and, it ain't to tell kid
M (fuckin) O (fuckin) P's ringin

[Lil'
Yo, we makin moves while the herbs lookin
Cause and Fame'll really spark 'em down like a Phillie
For real, when that Bill starts to puff his Wheaties
Niggaz calm down and play the like graffiti
If I see, niggaz want it I'ma give it to 'em
Pull out the seventeen shot glock and do 'em
Yo Bill, I think we bring the ruckus..

Danze]
.. I'ma kill one of you
Give me my (ring ding, there it is) Where it at?
(Ring ding) All the (??) run time we bust a cap
(Everytime) we a rhyme (Everytime) we empty the clip
(Everytime) we threw you a hit (Everytime) we split somebody
Not really but illy is Fame and Billy and you gotta know
If it the M.O.P. then check this and you gotta go
Let me show you where I'm AT, I'm FAT
Give me my propers after THAT, or I'll lay you on your back
I leave you stumblin, know we're trouble when-
you see, M.O.P., G we be bubblin
(Bill is a real nigga) Yeah Bill is a real
Come on now, you're round with a ill figure
I'm ringin bells on top of the line, blind
Stevie Wonder can see you can't fuck with me
The tested, me and mine finessed it
Word is bond we got it goin on no need for
My 40's the drug, you see I'm the (?) then I'ma leave it
I'm out, get maggot-ass player homes

Yo this one goin out to my motherfuckin nigga
(Yeah, to my nigga man)
To my Pit
(My Bo)
nigga McGruff
(Prince Leroy, in peace)
McKenzie, rest in peace
(To my Big Nal, rest in peace)
Yeah.. M.O.P. up in the house!
Billy Danze it down, y'knahmsayin?
My nigga Lil' Fame, Lazy
Boo Bang under the B's, Black Shawn,
Shit, my Home Team kid
Hill Figga
Goin out in a blaze,