Luyện nghe bài hát Ryde or Die Boyz

Man, y'all rap niggas is fashion
Flashin', talker, no
Read emcees like TVs with
we smash on, guns we blast them

Spit like blow dryers and drag dash on
Your career won't last long, real name Shawn

Four words for y'all, F type no
Flow nastier, man, you know what I
And I keep them diamonds shinin' blue, and green

So the look like a twister mat
Man, I cock the biscuit back and ya cap
Oops, clipped ya face just ya hat
This go out to those that this just a rap

Well, mister, the gat, we'll address ya back
Nasty, nasty, spittin' raps
And I doubt cha'll cats can fuck with that

You don't wanna war, you wanna drummer boy
These ryde or die boyz rough you up
You don't wanna war, you don't wanna boy
These ryde or die boyz touch you up

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

I cops and I like you even less
I turn your block to a bleedin' mess
talk hard and get an easy death
'Cuz I pop shots like I'm [Incomprehensible]

And I can tell you won't blow, scary finger
All talk, no show, Jerry
I don't if you a skinny or a burly nigga
I'ma have ya face lookin' a blurry mirror

We shake your features, y'all make
And the eight'll make you like you fake the seizure
I ball off the scale, the meter
And if you go to jail, they'll rape and beat'cha

up, take a breather, I'm way too tough
Got kicked pre-school, played too rough
I straight up, I'm still a bully
Used to take your lunch now I steal your jewelry

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

You don't war, you don't wanna drummer boy
These ryde or die boyz will you up
You don't wanna war, you wanna drummer boy
ryde or die boyz will touch you up

You don't war, you don't wanna drummer boy
These or die boyz will bust you up

Don't make me reach for these, I got to squeeze
Gonna make face melt like pizza cheese
You need to leave 'cuz you don't a chance, man
I get greasy mechanic hands

And y'all niggas all like candy yams
Clear outs, hop out the family van
Lookin' a handy man with tools on the waist
Put you in the ambulance with in your face

a disgrace, you've never been hot
And I can tell by how you talkin' you ain't been shot

Yo, it's whatever or not, if you want it, war
You can choose what use, the pump or the four
Then decide where you gon' die, or the floor

I'ma tell the law I don't know nothing at all
I was walkin' my dog and discovered the ball
A lotta niggas think they hard, is somethin' for y'all

You wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy
These or die boyz will rough you up
You don't wanna war, you don't drummer boy
These ryde or die will touch you up

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

You don't wanna war, you wanna drummer boy
These or die boyz will rough you up
You wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy
ryde or die boyz will touch you up

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