Luyện nghe bài hát Ryde or Die Boyz

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Man, rap niggas is high fashion
Flashin, talker, no
Read emcees tv's with captions
we smash on, guns we blast them
Spit fire blow dryers and drag dash on
Your career won't long, real name shawn lassiter
Four for y'all, f type no passenger
Flow nastier, man you know I mean
And I them diamonds shinin blue, yellow, and green
So the look like a twister mat
Man, I cock the back and twist ya cap
Opps, clipped ya face missed ya hat
go out to those that think this just a rap
Well mister, the gat and we'll address ya back
Nasty, nasty, spittin raps
And I doubt that cha'll can fuck with that

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

I hate cops, and I you even less
I turn your whole into a bleedin mess
Niggas talk hard, and get an death
''cause I pop buck like I'm ? ? ?
And I can tell you won't blow, gotta scary
All talk, no show, springer
I don't care if you a skinny or a nigga
I'ma have ya face lookin like a blurry
We shake your features, make believers
And the eight'll make you shake you fake the seizure
I ball of the scale, the meter
And if you ever go to jail, they'll and beat'cha
up, take a breather, I'm way too tough
Got kicked pre-school, played to rough
I straight grew up, I'm still a
Used to take your lunch money now I steal your

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

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make me reach for these, I got heat to squeeze
Make your face melt pizza cheese
You need to leave, ''cause you stand a chance man
I get greasy like mechanic
Y'all niggas all sweet like yams
Clear blocks outs, hop out the van
Lookin a handy man, with tools on the waist
Put'choo in the ambulance with two's in your
a disgrace, you've never been hot
And I can tell how you talkin you ain't been shot
Yo, it's whatever or not, if you it, it's war
You can choose what use, the pump or the four
decide where you gon' die, trunk 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,