Luyện nghe bài hát Something 2 Ride 2

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

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

[Chorus - (Royce Da 5'9")]
I've been around, seen some things, 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 of this music shit, I'm the truest
(woo-ooo)
Now tell me who this sick and you can swallow everything that's
this dick)

[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"]
King of the boom bap
Bomb to my chest askin "where ya goons at?"
I'm old school a StarTek
On a voyage Star Trek
Me unemployed is far
I'm hot, I got corduroy
You can but can't shake it, the Polaroid show
I book niggaz for shows and put in comas
So I that you niggaz is roamers
'Cause my is Ryders like Winona
But we just tryin to a "Good Time" like Willona
I'm a zoner, all I do is zone out like a
As far as Estonia
I'm a for a good suckin
So tell ya that's it'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, talk
Steal your job, the is the five fingers
That's why Preme is the head not
My drive's on my toes, I got my swing
"Street Hop" is a
I rock with the vultures to make bread with the toaster
I'm Py-reckless, I'm kitchen, equip
And my neckless is glistenin, it's
So don't mention your ice whenever you mention my (why?)
my pencil is priceless
So what you runnin
Nigga I'm 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 jacket, whoa
After (Boom), this
night, night, when me and Preme come back for more