Luyện nghe bài hát Rough Ryder

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

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

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

I'm a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga,
I'm a fuckin' problem, 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
They on my ass, but I the game that's played

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

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

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

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

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

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