Luyện nghe bài hát Ryde or Die Boyz

[yung
Man, rap niggas is high fashion
Flashin, talker, no
Read emcees like with captions
Charts we smash on, guns we them
Spit fire like dryers and drag dash on
Your career won't last long, real shawn lassiter
Four words for y'all, f no passenger
Flow nastier, man you know what I
And I them diamonds shinin blue, yellow, and green
So the look like a twister mat
Man, I cock the biscuit and twist ya cap
Opps, clipped ya just missed ya hat
This go out to those think this just a rap
Well mister, address the gat and address ya back
Nasty, nasty, spittin discusting
And I doubt that cha'll cats can 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 don't wanna boy
ryde or die boyz 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 don't wanna boy
You don't want no boy

I hate cops, and I you even less
I turn your whole into a bleedin mess
talk hard, and get an easy death
''cause I pop buck like I'm ? ? ?
And I can tell you won't blow, scary finger
All talk, no show, jerry
I don't care if you a skinny or a burly
I'ma ya face lookin like a blurry mirror
We shake your features, y'all believers
And the eight'll make you shake like you fake the
I ball of the scale, the meter
And if you go to jail, they'll rape and beat'cha
Hold up, a breather, I'm way too tough
Got kicked outta pre-school, to rough
I straight grew up, I'm a bully
Used to take your money now I steal your jewelry

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

[yung
Don't me reach for these, I got heat to squeeze
Make your face like pizza cheese
You need to leave, you don't stand a chance man
I get like mechanic hands
Y'all niggas all like candy yams
blocks outs, hop out the family van
Lookin a handy man, with tools on the waist
Put'choo in the ambulance with two's in your
You'se a disgrace, never been hot
And I can tell how you talkin you ain't never shot
Yo, it's whatever or not, if you want it, war
You can what i'ma use, the pump or the four
decide where you gon' die, trunk of the floor
''cause tell the law I don't 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,