Luyện nghe bài hát Ring It

Aight, really?
You hit my liker
This Sick Wid It, Records
Leave your at the beep

Yeah, on my
What you
Oh
Kick that shit then

Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K
Off on perv, on curb, rollin' up a vay
Licked it three times, laced it the Alize
About twomp a day, baby hit me
Sneak, and forty, from short-ay, we been
All prepared, my nights is no day, the broad 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 around and get up in a catch twenty-two
In the area, and dust
Where the yah! B.A.
But ain't yo sista Suga-T
Ain't you the one say sprinkle me, sprinkle me
I loves me Forty-Ridah
I seen you up in 2Pac's video your collar

I play playa shit like Bugs Bunny
Ain't no figure nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin' funny
If you're ever in some funk, call potnah on the cell
And one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number
on Washington, on the cellular phone
You could tell that the Bay was his home
My people off like a high school 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
for the Hurricane, E said word
I put a nigga on his back, fuck what you

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

I be so
I'm talkin' on my phone-telyalous
You can my baitch, but I maintain
I it up as a loss and charge it to the game
She said you 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 was crackin' on some crabs

Six o'clock, the said that's my crib be at the West plus
Due to go, me at home be
my ass up in the living room all alone
And I be starvin' rubbin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey
Now you're talkin', get the show on the road
I know tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load
So we can stab out, rock and Arroyo 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
Baby momma keep on pagin' me, I didn't the hoe the number
So why does she call, she she wanna do me, and all of y'all
But I'm that nigga on The Mack, I don't want the honey
I want the some of you niggaz is funny style and meanwhile
I'm sellin' my piece to tricks 'cause it's the paper chase
Laced game, see I'm livin' in the hustlers dream, call up a player
If it's major, especially if it's scrilla nigga hit me on 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

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

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

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, it, ring it
my telephone, ring my telephone

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

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