Luyện nghe bài hát Ryden Dirtay

These rydas to cool to ryde
They Ryde
See basically, uhh, when you wake up in hood
You gotta at yourself in the mirror
And that decision
Either you gonn ride a square
Or you ride dirty like a Ryda
But Rydas are too for that shit
Ryde Dirtay
You see
You might 6, 7 bags heron up in the mutha fuck glove box
Or maybe a brick of taped to the engine
I know what your preference is
Mothafucka but ya have your heat
And if the pig pull you
You hesitate to pull off on his ass

15 trucks baby
Rydin' in the
From the 7 East to the southwest side

Final
Clark Park
Where bitches flaunt ass in the sunshine
I grip my
I'm like the 4th truck
Lil' punch of
And a pack

I'm tryin' not to spill the and Rye
With the freekshow face twitch in my eye
Blowin' cane dust all up off the
Bullet out the yay for that night of cash
Ryden
Till I this Birtay
But hey it's

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

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

We ryden and dirty
On the of the D
ya head low
When you see me pull the
I'm comin' for your
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
'cause we rydin' down the
Dumpin' out
And we give a fuck who we really hit though

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

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

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

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

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

ain't no sunshine
When ya dirty
creepin'
Slidin'
Make Ya
a Cop
Give a dap to the
And ya take knot
The feelin' is good the deed is done
Home free and ya have to kill no one
you ain't dead
You the game
Rydin' Dirtay boy I ya
Ain't nothin' the (come on now)

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

You see I'm an old dirty ryda
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 pop from me mothafucka
And all the mutha in the hood knew it
they see the mutha fucka come jinglin' up the block
They knew it was
Sweet (heeey)