Luyện nghe bài hát Ryden Dirtay

These rydas to to ryde dirty
They Ryde
See basically, uhh, when you wake up in hood
You gotta look at in the mirror
And that decision
Either you ride like a square
Or you gonna dirty like a Ryda
But are too cool for that shit
They Ryde
You see
You have 6, 7 bags heron up in the mutha fuck glove box
Or maybe a brick of weed taped to the
I don't what your preference is
Mothafucka but ya have your heat
And if the pig you over
You can't to pull off on his ass

15 black trucks
in the roll
From the 7 East to the southwest side

Final
Clark Park
Where them flaunt ass in the sunshine
I my wheel
I'm the 4th truck back
Lil' of perkasets
And a pack

I'm tryin' not to the Rock and Rye
With the bump face twitch in my eye
cane dust all up off the dash
Bullet quick out the yay for that of cash
Ryden
Till I flip this
But hey it's

Summer
After I these
I'ma it eaz
In the Keys
We'z take time
Sippin' Carribean
a twist of lime
In the
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
I be all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
I be out dirtay (Heeey)

In the hood, I be to slang that J
I be makin' all pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be to slang that J
I be out dirtay (Heeey)

We ryden deep and
On the of the D
Duck ya low
When you see me the heat
I'm for your jewels
And all fuckin' cash
So when you see us up
You hit the gas
And mash all out of district, bitch
Stay and become my next bitch
we rydin' down the street
Dumpin' out
And we don't a fuck who we really hit though

I'm rydin' dirty like a low
I'm down with Bullet, Cell Block, Full and that nigga Foe Foe
Mo mo problems
Mo mutha fuckin'
Mo tagga reppin' with a can of black spray paint
I cross the and put a K, you know
How we do when it come to them outside
I'ma rydin' dirty
And how I do
And every nigga in my be the same way to

I be makin' all pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
I be out dirtay (Heeey)

In the hood, I be to slang that J
I be makin' all pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
I be out dirtay (Heeey)

o'clock on the dot
Rydas at my
Grab a bag of and a chrome pistol
Foe Foe wanna ryde and smoke the day comes
And we ain't fo beef unless ya make some
them ho's
And let the 20 inch rim
I'm out of
Rydin' in my low low
We just for that Barbeque
a lil' drank, a lil' weed
And that with you

WOOP
Look up in the view
Shit, man
It's the in blue
Start to get i'm straight though
It's officer Ham cop on the payroll
As he
I roll the window
we go
Two grams of heron and some
Get the on
pig
That's the
Of Ryden

ain't no sunshine
When ya rydin'
creepin'
Slidin'
Ya drops
a Cop
Give a dap to the
And ya take knot
The feelin' is good when the is done
Home free and ya didn't have to no one
Lucky you dead
You played the
Rydin' boy I tell ya
nothin' the same (come on now)

I be all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be to slang that J
I be out ryden (Heeey)

In the hood, I be tryin' to that J
I be makin' all pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
I be out dirtay (Heeey)

You see I'm an old school dirty
I used to have a ice cream truck
That I'd my bags from
Yea you might get a mold, and bag of chips and fine pop from me
And all the mutha fuckas in the knew it
When they see the mutha fucka come jinglin' up the
They knew it was
time (heeey)