Luyện nghe bài hát Rough Ryder

(Adam made the beat slide)
(Goddamn, BJ another one)

Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another
Juggin' bag, gettin' it on, cold ass bloody
Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, record
Just a bitch who down or another nigga think he fuckin' with me
Dirty game, fuckin' shame, kiss me 'cause she love that
Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg out the system
Gang gon' stay the same, your friends gon' change, slide with my bro and with this
Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, play no games, we quick to pin him, yeah

Pistol packin' in the North, stack in the North
I'm down to a whole house when my feelings involved
I'm down to push the button on y'all, I give my brothers one
That's why I'm singin' all my pain, they on tearin' me down

I'm a rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah
I'm a problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head
You know Top'll stop 'em, we clear the scene and them niggas red
Where I go, hitters follow
on my ass, but I know the game that's played

On top my shit, these niggas hatin', face me, nigga
Ridin' in my Rolls-Royce screamin', "Gang," I know you hate me, nigga
We forever bang and stay untamed, they tryna break me, nigga
Bitch, I'm twenty, I done spent four and dropped a half just for the zipper
Lay your bed, I throw the (Ooh, yeah)
Pallbearer runnin' with the fuckin' gravediggers,
figure ridin' with the fuckin' K's with him
Don't give a 'bout how I turn out once his mans with him
I'm quick to jump out with my glaow, they gon' slang him

Pistol packin' in the North, 4Trey in the North
I'm down to kill a whole house when my involved
I'm down to push the button on y'all, I give my one call
That's why I'm singin' all my pain, plan on tearin' me down

I'm a rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah
I'm a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his
You know Top'll stop 'em, we clear the scene and them niggas red
Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game that's

Everywhere I pull up, all these hoes, they wanna where Top is
Motherfuck a show, I my tape, now where my fuckin' guap at?
Soon as I walk up in my show, they tryna see where my at
They know I'm strapped up in this bitch, I shoot, a can't stop that
I'm 38

I'm a rough rider, lowlife, nigga, yeah
I'm a problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head
You know Top'll stop 'em, we clear the and leave them niggas red
Where I go, them hitters follow, on my ass, but I know the game that's played

bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim
Juggin' bag, gettin' it on, cold ass bloody
Just sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record
Just a bitch who talkin' down or another nigga he fuckin' with me
Dirty game, shame, kiss me 'cause she love that nigga
Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free from out the system
Gang gon' stay the same, your gon' change, slide with my bro and with this pistol
Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don't play no games, we to pin him