Luyện nghe bài hát Somethin to Ride To

-ant

shit
Now let me it up
I got the gin and and I'm a poor 'em cup
To get smooth in the that I'm in
So lets start riding till mother fucker ends
And hit the main strip, the hoes be hanging
Spitting some game and trying to throw thang
On any young nigger some ends
A mobile phone and a top benz
Take it me, see
'cause I know what it's
Kick a big fat dick in a bitches
And keep riding, siding, but don't front
Nigger that shit, don't be no punk
And while the nigger's jocking
I be
All the fine ass freaks of
where I reside, and where I always will be
The city of killers, dealers and still we
like players, and like pimps
Mack all hoes and all simps
The big badass, I'm from the dangerous
I just hang with the gang like the thang to do
Now fuckers can't face the facts that I'm doing this
Rapping and producing and they can't even this
See everybody knows the
The big gangsta who's fucking with dank and clocking the bank
And I'm a get in the 9 o's
I mean the money, the fame, and the and the big thick fine
I'm up right beside you
Bumping this funky ass shit to to.

-pooh

Now here's some for you to ride to punk
Fifteeen's slamming in my God damn trunk
tenth ave, to a hundred and fifth
Young ride the foothill strip
ride chevys, cougars, blazers, vettes
Five 60 with ferrari kits
They love fine ass bitches, watch
Top let down on the coke white
I love my high cuties
bound booties
Pools a so you know I had to do my duties
I got to have it a rabbit
Fuck her a champ
I tell you I'm a pro with these high school tramps
They say young minds, make good
See I'm a so let me give an o 9
Alicia, tina, marie, and
She wanna ride punk you can ride my dick
Now shawnetta, shawnda, an too
Now here's a shot to the whole slug
Talk bad punk but it's always pooh
Kiss my ass and spend your cash, on this to ride to

Pushing my dank coke into the key and start the
Hit song, joking time, smoking, donuts while I'm
A tight haffa fullest engine with duels, and
Fuck a tire in my trunk, it's boom, that slams
'cause I'm a young like to burn rubber yo ? ? ? out of lanes
I it, while ya bump her, so ya change
Than I take a pitched out, exterior window
They wax me, then buff me, niggers don't love me now I'm tipped out
Now I'm coming fresh from the shop
Going to the lee-male
Looking for the female
I feel the bass and woofer kick my like a heartbeat
Went to the curb, when I saw the ass of a dark
So I pulled up short dogg
I "hey", she said (snort)
I said I'm fucking warthog
So I out doing 90
Covered her ass up the smoke I left behind me
The metly stently flowed in my like oxygen
Too short pulling the bass, got the on our jocks again
Fucking with the hooties, booties, and big titties
potent, but all I is cheese for a rodent
Got a ticket 60 in a school crossing
up my young cock for some cool tossing
Defermation of character, slandering
But all I'm ever givin ya is and pandering
So please let me go off of
Because I be at home in my bed tossing her
I like altune, quick to value human dash
Hit the freeway 'cause I can't play when I got ass
Respect a player and an o g that's they told me
nickname goldy

-too

Now I come from the mother eastside
So shut the fuck up bitch and just
I'm dogg, hoe you can't front me
Since my very first album I was
start seeing them dollar signs
Even though I wouldn't give a broke bitch one
It's of funny, they want money from a pimp
Bitch, you couldn't get 50
I a gap from your ass and then I owe you the rest
I know the hoe, and I'm a vet
Playing broads based on love
You my money, I wanna fuck
And we do all that, I talk about you in my next rap
Beyotch!! kiss my ass
Cause all the time I didn't this cash
Wouldn't call, wouldn't give me number
I couldn't see ya stevie wonder
I a hit record
Now I got
You play $hort dogg for a dummy
But I from the mother fucking eastside
You suck my dick so I let the fake ride
music is on the mike
And like always say, "this shit is tight"

-unknown voice- ** note - below the words are very inaccurate.

Now thats some I ride
daddy and k-5 will go, buuuut
I got my partner ant sittin on something real phat
I got my short, sittin on the hood of a cadillac
I got rolling
I got kool-aid, he ain't spilling and he trippin
I got ol' t b his big 'ol fat ass
I got
I got ? , but he ain't got no skin on his 'cause he fuck too much
I got ah, I got ol' dirty arm but my partna though
'cause he's super clean, side, super everything
I got and jerry, he trying to dred, but that ain't what's happening
I got a, shit who I got, I got I got face, pooh, that's my partna
He'll look a broad his face so big
I got ah, I got pow pow, he looking like liners; he kind of
But that's my partna though, I ain't to talk bad
I ain't to talk bad
No I ain't going to out
Oh kitty wing, that's my peppermint patty
I ain't going to talk him
I ain't going to about huh
'cause he beat me up send the block out on me
I want the block to through on me
Oh too (barking sounds)
We got ah, we got hist dancers(what about hicks baby? )
Chris hicks thatz my that my shikal, he living lavish
Oh else we got, who else we got in the crew you want me to rank on
The tin man mo, that's pah prince of darkness, that's my dark
My counter, my darkside
Who we got, who else we got
We got foothill, oh I get clim, his teeth glow in the dark