Luyện nghe bài hát Something 2 Ride 2

[Intro/Break - Da 5'9"]
This is a something to ride to
Kick back and catch a vibe to
I pop me a pill, I me another drink, if I was you

1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
I got the arsenal
Clip filled to capacity, you can call me the marshal
I'm ape with shit, I'm on my gorilla thing,
Me and Preme, you can call us the guillotine
We chop off heads, pop off
If it pops off, we spendin rock star bread
We doin like the box office
you ain't tryin to box, then stop talkin
I got niggaz from Watts to
From New York to the Chi to
So if my eyes is off ya, other eyes is on ya
belongs to them killers that's gon' ride up on ya, bong (bong)
It's in my tongue, Patron in my kidneys, weed in my lungs
Trigger on my index finger, handle in my palm is ringin my animal
My mind is on Lec', demand the respect
I'm takin your life unless you me a check

[Chorus - (Royce Da 5'9")]
been around, seen some things, sexed a lot of girls
I did my time but in my mind, I'm still thinkin it's my (woo-ooo)
(I got my finger on the pulse of music shit, I'm the truest
(woo-ooo)
Now tell me who this sick and you can swallow that's comin
through dick)

[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"]
Reignin King of the bap
Bomb strapped to my chest askin "where ya at?"
I'm old school a StarTek
On a voyage like Trek
Me unemployed is far
I'm hot, I got corduroy
You can picture but can't shake it, the show
I book niggaz for shows and put in comas
So I that you niggaz is roamers
my niggaz is Ryders like Winona
But we just tryin to have a "Good Time" Willona
I'm a zoner, all I do is zone out a stoner
As far as Estonia
I'm a sucker for a good
So tell ya bitch that's best if she investin with this good luckin
Mami would you rather fly over niggaz heads or your ass in the
hood

[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"]
Pardon my French, English
Steal your job, the is the five fingers
That's why Preme is the not King
My drive's on my toes, I got my Bedrock
"Street Hop" is a
I rock the vultures to make bread with the opposite toaster
I'm Py-reckless, I'm kitchen, equip
And my neckless is glistenin, expensive
So don't your ice whenever you mention my rhymes (why?)
'Cause my is priceless
So what you for?
I'm comin for you, if I'm the hyphen, then you the underscore
True and I'm lawless
I ain't no designer but I got a flawless jacket,
After (Boom), this
It's night, night, when me and come back for more