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 in the mood that I'm in
So lets start riding this mother fucker ends
And hit the main strip, where the hoes be
Spitting some and trying to throw that thang
On any young nigger some ends
A mobile phone and a top benz
Take it me, see
'cause I know what about
Kick a big fat dick in a bitches
And keep riding, high siding, but front
Nigger serve shit, don't be no punk
And the nigger's keep jocking
I be
All the fine ass of oakland
where I reside, and where I always will be
The city of killers, dope and still we
like players, and like pimps
Mack all hoes and slap all
The big badass, I'm from the crew
I just hang with the like it's the thang to do
Now mother fuckers can't face the facts I'm doing this
Rapping and producing and they even ruin this
See knows the banksta
The big dick gangsta who's fucking 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.

man-

Now here's shit for you to ride to punk
Fifteeen's slamming hard in my God damn
From ave, to a hundred and fifth
Young ride the foothill strip
They chevys, cougars, blazers, vettes
Five 60 benzos ferrari kits
They love fine ass bitches, watch
Top let on the coke white drop
I love my high schools
bound booties
Pools a hoes so you know I had to do my
I got to have it like a
Fuck her a champ
I tell you I'm a pro with these high school tramps
They say young minds, make 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 here's a shot to the slug crew
Talk bad punk bitch but always pooh
Kiss my ass and spend your cash, on this shit to to

Pushing my dank coke into the key and start the
Hit song, joking time, smoking, donuts I'm spinning
A haffa fullest engine with duels, and counts
Fuck a spare tire in my trunk, boom, that slams
I'm a young brotha like to burn rubber yo ? ? ? out of lanes
I pump it, while ya her, so ya change
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 lee-male
Looking for the cock
I feel the bass and woofer kick my chest a heartbeat
Went to the curb, I saw the ass of a dark freak
So I up slamming short dogg
I said "hey", she (snort)
I damn I'm fucking warthog
So I smashed out 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, with booties, and big
potent, but all I is cheese for a rodent
Got a ticket doing 60 in a crossing
Picking up my young for some cool tossing
Defermation of character, racially
But all I'm ever ya is pimping and pandering
So let me go off of some
Because I could be at home in my bed her
I like altune, quick to value human dash
Hit the freeway 'cause I play when I got some ass
a player and an o g that's what they told me
Mhisani nickname

-too

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

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

Now thats shit I ride
daddy and k-5 will go, buuuut
I got my partner ant banks on something real phat
I got my partner short, sittin on the of a cadillac
I got eveybody
I got kool-aid, he ain't and he ain't 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' arm but that my partna though
'cause super clean, super 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 through a broad his so big
I got ah, I got pow pow, he looking like he kind of filthy
But that's my partna though, I ain't to talk bad
I going to talk bad
No I going to rank out
Oh kitty wing, my partna peppermint patty
I ain't going to about him
I ain't to talk about huh
he might beat me up send the block out on me
I don't want the block to on me
Oh too (barking sounds)
We got ah, we got hist dancers(what about chris hicks )
Chris hicks thatz my that my shikal, he living lavish
Oh else we got, who else we got in the crew that you me to rank on
The tin man mo, that's pah prince of darkness, that's my partna
My counter, that's my
Who we got, who else we got
We got foothill, oh I didn't get clim, his teeth in the dark