Luyện nghe bài hát Ring It

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

Yeah, on my
What you
Oh
that shit then nigga

Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K
Off on perv, parked on curb, 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, bust niggaz, when you're doin' the do
Fuck and get caught up in a catch twenty-two
In the area, and dust
the yah! B.A. Plus
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 this playa like Bugs Bunny
Ain't no cartoon figure nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin'
If you're ever in some funk, call your on the cell
And leave one-eighty-seven, at the end of the
on Washington, on the cellular phone
You could tell that the Bay was his home
My people goin off like a high school
And all my in stacks, and all my pockets on swell

Mobbin' like a playa, but I'm 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 major, hit me on my pager
Rang it, ring it, it, ring it
Ring my telephone, my telephone
If it's major, hit me on my
it, ring it, rang it, ring it
Ring my telephone, my telephone

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

Six o'clock, the girl said that's my crib be at the West
Due to go, left me at be
Leavin' my ass up in the living all alone
And I be starvin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey Kong
Now you're talkin', let's get the show on the
I know you're tired of barkin', you to hop on my load
So we can stab out, strike rock and Arroyo
At the top of hill, so I can your oil

I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, tell me why
Baby momma keep on pagin' me, I didn't give the hoe the
So why she call, she says she wanna do me, and all of y'all
But I'm like nigga on The Mack, I don't want the honey
I want the money some of you niggaz is funny style and
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 major, especially if it's scrilla nigga hit me on my pager

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

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

Yo, you're 911ing me to death, what's all fo'
Got my Williams and fillin' my and pager on the overflo'
What's happenin' all that old bullshit is it really all that
Damn serious, draining the hell out of my battery
Got your thinkin' curious 'cause in the Y E A A R E A
The game constipated, buckin' 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 major, hit me on my pager
Rang it, ring it, it, ring it
my telephone, ring my telephone
If major, hit me on my pager
Rang it, ring it, it, ring it
Ring my telephone, my telephone

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

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