Luyện nghe bài hát Ryde or Die Boyz

[yung
Man, y'all rap niggas is fashion
Flashin, talker, no
Read emcees like with captions
Charts we on, guns we blast them
Spit fire blow dryers and drag dash on
Your won't last long, real name shawn lassiter
Four words for y'all, f type no
nastier, man you know what I mean
And I keep diamonds shinin blue, yellow, and green
So the wrist look a twister mat
Man, I cock the biscuit back and ya cap
Opps, clipped ya face missed ya hat
This go out to those that think just a rap
Well mister, address the gat and we'll ya back
Nasty, nasty, discusting raps
And I that cha'll cats can fuck with that

You don't war, you don't wanna drummer boy
These or die boyz will rough you up
You don't wanna war, you wanna drummer boy
These ryde or die will touch you up
You don't wanna war, you don't drummer boy
These or die boyz will bust you up
You don't wanna war, you wanna drummer boy
You don't want no boy

I cops, and I like you even less
I turn your whole block a bleedin mess
Niggas hard, and get an easy death
''cause I pop shots like I'm ? ? ?
And I can tell you won't blow, scary finger
All talk, no show, springer
I don't care if you a or a burly nigga
I'ma have ya face lookin like a blurry
We shake your features, y'all make
And the eight'll make you shake you fake the seizure
I of the scale, break the meter
And if you go to jail, they'll rape and beat'cha
Hold up, take a breather, I'm way too
Got kicked outta pre-school, played to
I straight grew up, I'm still a
Used to take lunch money now I steal your jewelry

Ha, okay, okay, okay,
Okay, okay, okay,

[yung
Don't make me reach for these, I got to squeeze
Make your face melt like pizza
You need to leave, you don't stand a chance man
I get greasy mechanic hands
Y'all niggas all sweet candy yams
blocks outs, hop out the family van
Lookin like a handy man, with tools on the
Put'choo in the ambulance with two's in face
You'se a disgrace, you've been hot
And I can tell how you you ain't never been shot
Yo, it's whatever or not, if you want it, war
You can choose what i'ma use, the pump or the
Then decide where you gon' die, of the floor
''cause i'ma tell the law I know nothing at all
I was just walkin my dog and discovered the
A lotta think they hard, this is somethin for y'all

Okay, okay, okay,
Okay, okay, okay,