Luyện nghe bài hát Somethin to Ride To

-ant

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

man-

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

Pushing my dank into the key and start the engine
Hit song, time, smoking, donuts while I'm spinning
A tight haffa fullest with duels, and counts
a spare tire in my trunk, it's boom, that slams
'cause I'm a young brotha like to burn rubber yo ? ? ? out of
I pump it, while ya bump her, so ya
Than I take a pitched out, exterior window
They wax me, then they buff me, niggers love me now I'm tipped out
Now I'm coming fresh from the detail
Going to the spots
Looking for the cock
I feel the bass and woofer kick my chest a heartbeat
Went to the curb, when I saw the ass of a dark
So I pulled up slamming short
I "hey", she said (snort)
I said damn I'm warthog
So I out doing 90
Covered her ass up the smoke I left behind me
The metly stently flowed in my ears oxygen
Too pulling the bass, got the hoes on our jocks again
Fucking with the hooties, booties, and big titties
That's potent, but all I is for a rodent
Got a doing 60 in a school crossing
Picking up my cock for some cool tossing
of character, racially slandering
But all I'm ever givin ya is and pandering
So let me go off of some
I could 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
Mhisani goldy

-too

Now I come from the mother fucking
So shut the fuck up bitch and just
I'm short dogg, hoe you front me
Since my first album I was funky
Bitches seeing them dollar signs
Even though I wouldn't give a bitch one dime
It's kind of funny, they want money a pimp
Bitch, you get 50 cents
I take a gap from ass and then I owe you the rest
I the game hoe, and I'm a vet
broads ain't based on love
You want my money, I wanna
And after we do all that, I about you in my next rap
Beyotch!! my pimping ass
all the time I didn't have this cash
Wouldn't call, wouldn't me your number
I couldn't see ya like stevie
I a hit record
Now I got
You wanna play $hort dogg for a
But I come from the fucking eastside
You my dick so I let the fake bitch ride
Dangerous is on the mike
And banks always say, "this shit is tight"

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

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