Luyện nghe bài hát Ring It

Aight, what's
You hit my liker
This Sick Wid It, Jive
Leave your at the beep

Yeah, on my
you say?
Oh
that shit then nigga

Higher a bird, off that herb, in the O A K
Off on perv, on curb, rollin' up a vay
Licked it times, laced it with the Alize
About twomp a day, hit me frequently
Sneak, and forty, from chocolate short-ay, we
All prepared, 'cause my nights is no day, the say
I last! you six months
But I say, she pullin' a gang of stunts

Bust, niggaz, consequences when you're doin' the do
Fuck and get caught up in a catch twenty-two
In the area, dirt and
Where the yah! B.A.
But ain't yo sista Suga-T?
Ain't you the one that say me, sprinkle me
I me some Forty-Ridah
I you up in 2Pac's video poppin' your collar

I play playa shit like Bugs Bunny
Ain't no cartoon figure I makes money, ain't nuttin' funny
If you're ever in some funk, call potnah on the cell
And leave one-eighty-seven, at the end of the
Benzy on Washington, on the phone
You tell that the Easy Bay was his home
My people goin off like a high build
And all my money in stacks, and all my pockets on

like a playa, but I'm still a G doe
Pager goin' off C-3PO
Time for the Hurricane, E word
I put a nigga on his back, what you heard

If it's major, hit me on my
Rang it, ring it, rang it, it
my telephone, ring my telephone
If it's major, hit me on my
Rang it, it, rang it, ring it
Ring my telephone, ring my

I be so
When I'm talkin' on my
You can my baitch, but I maintain
I chop it up as a loss and it to the game
She you must be playin' some kind of phone tag
every time I hit you, you don't hit me back
Why is dat? 'Cause you're hella hard to get in contact
Thought you thought, was killin' big girl was crackin' on crabs

Six o'clock, the girl said my crib be at the West plus
Due to go, me at home be
Leavin' my ass up in the room all alone
And I be rubbin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey Kong
Now you're talkin', get the show on the road
I you're tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load
So we can stab out, strike rock and Park
At the top of hill, so I can your oil

I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, me why your
momma keep on pagin' me, I didn't give the hoe the number
So why does she call, she says she do me, and all of y'all
But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I want the honey
I want the money some of you niggaz is style and meanwhile
I'm sellin' my piece to these tricks 'cause it's the chase
Laced game, see I'm livin' in the hustlers dream, call up a player
If it's major, especially if scrilla nigga hit me on my pager

If it's major, hit me on my
Rang it, ring it, it, ring it
my telephone, ring my telephone
If major, hit me on my pager
Rang it, it, rang it, ring it
Ring my telephone, my telephone

Rang it, gimme a call
My you're screamin', how I be hittin' them walls
You got me tinglin', how you be them drawers
With a kiss I 'em all say this, yeah that's raw
I glance your cut, bass we, big
a blast headin' straight for the nut, big A&H
Got some all in the cut, it's that season
my number to the hoe to hit me up

Yo, you're 911ing me to death, all that fo'
Got my and fillin' my pager and pager on the overflo'
What's happenin' with all that old bullshit is it really all
Damn serious, You're draining the hell out of my
Got your partner thinkin' 'cause in the Y E A A R E A
The game ain't constipated, buckin' in the Golden State where
The game originated, fools be scandalous they to be squares
Be turnin' vicious, hit me on pager, hit me if it's

If it's major, hit me on my
it, ring it, rang it, ring it
Ring my telephone, ring my
If it's major, hit me on my
it, ring it, rang it, ring it
Ring my telephone, ring my

If it's major, hit me on my
Rang it, ring it, rang it, it
Ring my telephone, my telephone
If major, hit me on my pager
Rang it, ring it, rang it, it
Ring my telephone, ring my

Ring my telephone, ring my
Ring, ring, ring, it
my telephone
Ring, ring, ring, ring,
You better my telephone