Luyện nghe bài hát Something 2 Ride 2

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

[Verse 1 - Da 5'9"]
I got the flyest
filled to capacity, you can call me the fire marshal
I'm ape with shit, I'm on my gorilla thing,
Me and Preme, you can call us the team
We chop off heads, pop off
If it pops off, we spendin that rock star
We numbers like the box office
Nigga you ain't tryin to box, then stop
I got niggaz from to Boston
From New to the Chi to Austin
So even if my eyes is off ya, other is on ya
belongs to them killers that's gon' ride up on ya, bong (bong)
It's gasoline in my tongue, Patron in my kidneys, weed in my
Trigger on my index finger, in my palm is ringin my animal alarm
My mind is on Hannibal Lec', demand the
I'm takin your life unless you me a check

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

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

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