Luyện nghe bài hát Ryden Dirtay

These rydas to cool to ryde
Ryde Dirtay
See basically, uhh, everyday when you up in hood
You look at yourself in the mirror
And make that
Either you gonn ride like a
Or you gonna ride like a Ryda
But are too cool for that shit
Ryde Dirtay
You see
You might have 6, 7 bags heron up in the mutha glove box
Or maybe a brick of taped to the engine
I know what your preference is
Mothafucka but ya better have your
And if the pig pull you
You can't hesitate to off on his ass

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

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

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

Summer
After I deliver
I'ma it eaz
In the Keys
We'z gonna time
Sippin' Carribean
With a twist of
In the
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
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 tryin' to slang J
I be makin' all pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang J
I be out ryden (Heeey)

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

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

I be makin' all 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 makin' all pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be to slang that 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 lookin' fo unless ya make some
Taste ho's
And let the 20 inch rim
I'm out of
Rydin' in my low low
We just lookin' for that
a lil' drank, a lil' weed
And that with you

WOOP
Look up in the rear
Shit, man
It's the pigs in
Start to get wait i'm straight
officer Ham Huffer 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 Ryden

There no sunshine
ya dirty rydin'
Always
Slidin'
Ya drops
a Cop
Give a dap to the
And ya take knot
The feelin' is good the deed is done
Home and ya didn't have to kill no one
you ain't dead
You the game
Dirtay boy I tell ya
Ain't nothin' the (come on now)

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

You see I'm an old school ryda
I used to a mothafuckin' 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 hood it
When see the mutha fucka come jinglin' up the block
knew it was comin'
Sweet (heeey)