Luyện nghe bài hát Ring It

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

Yeah, on my
What you
Oh
Kick that shit nigga

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

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

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

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

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
Rang it, ring it, rang it, it
my telephone, ring my telephone

I be so
When I'm talkin' on my
You can have my baitch, but I
I chop it up as a loss and it to the game
She you must be playin' some kind of phone tag
'Cause time I hit you, you don't hit me back
Why is dat? you're hella 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, me at home be
Leavin' my ass up in the living room all
And I be starvin' rubbin' my monkey for some Donkey Kong
Now you're talkin', let's get the on the road
I you're tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load
So we can stab out, strike and Arroyo Park
At the top of hill, so I can check oil

I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, tell me why
Baby momma keep on pagin' me, I 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 don't the honey
I want the some of you niggaz is funny style and meanwhile
I'm sellin' my piece to these '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 nigga hit me on my pager

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, ring it, it, ring it
Ring my telephone, ring my

Rang it, gimme a call
My you're screamin', how I be hittin' them walls
You got me tinglin', how you be workin' drawers
With a I make 'em all say this, yeah that's raw
I glance your cut, bass we, big
With a headin' 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, 911ing me to death, what's all that fo'
Got my and fillin' my pager and pager on the overflo'
What's with all that old bullshit is it really all that
Damn serious, You're draining the hell out of my
Got your thinkin' curious '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 used to be
Be turnin' vicious, hit me on pager, hit me if it's

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
Rang it, ring it, rang it, it
Ring my telephone, ring my

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, ring it, rang it, it
Ring my telephone, my telephone

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