Luyện nghe bài hát Stanley Kubrick

Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel bassline cat
Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel bassline cat
Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel bassline cat
Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel bassline cat
Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, that bassline cat
Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel bassline cat

Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, that bassline cat
Yo, yo that's some, that's some like, Kubrick
Stanley

The track bouncy, no-body, get rowdy
than Suffolk County, peace to Crackhead
Honky Thomas, Keb the whole crew
Cab Morada, what you gon' do we through
that, Big Dirt, the midget face drop 'em
Bring em to the Port house stayed on top 'em
Nobody move this, I give a fuck, we untouched
Strictly lust for papers and life to bust nuts
We're God killers, be realistic;
we probably gon' be punished - we fuckin bitches by the
Why me? fight me? Try me
Why these people don't me - don't like me
Society, they see me dead I stick out
You see me in the public, I pull my dick out
Smack the out of women, see me knock your bitch out
Do somethin guy, who the fuck wanna die?
of the Titans, broken bottles, bar fight
You wanna I'ma freestyle you can start writin
I can do that, tip the bouncers, sure we get
our gats in the club just in case the
Everybody it, try to take my title
Let's see, your chest messy, test me
Stanley Kubrick, stress me
R.A. the Rugged Man, remember the name - Man!

Ride with us (Rug y'know the beater)
Ride with us (Suffolk County, Island)
Ride with us (Dead black people)
Ride us (Dead broke white people)
Ride with us (My man Da Hustler)
Ride with us (Rest in Jason Edmands)
with us (Gordon Heights, ghostland)
Ride us

Aiyyo the R-to-da, A-to-da, Rugged..
Now think about this, who diss us? County
frisk us, they handcuffs never fit us
Our wrists turn purple, that's why we act
Plus if we die tomorrow, nobody miss us
Get half a in The Source maybe, if that
It's a whole town of people actin shady, where I at
We spit lyrically releasin, you stop
Ain't nobody ceasin til your stop beatin, bring it
You know where to find me; like you lookin for me
You saw me you walked by me
A test, the Rugged Man, the tru-est
The violent, in the U.S., we see you stressed
Now it easy, Fat Man greasy, sloppy
Peace to Khadafi, I'ma do
They to stop me, way back in nine-four
You look my future, I'ma probably die for it
We to be the lowest, low life losers
We flip your car over Long Island steroid abusers
When 'roid ragin, white boy caning
Let me do some explain,
Rugged Man, hairy fat slob,
The Ten Commandments, we constantly

Ride us (Dirty crusty asses)
Ride with us (The Infamous Mobb)
Ride with us (My man Akinyele)
Ride with us (The whole trash nation)
Ride with us (All the Stony kids)
Ride with us (All the Jeff kids)
Ride us (My man Ev Casuchi)
Ride with us (Capital of Lords)
with us (Miguel the cop in the house)
Ride with us (Sho' nuff, Greenberg)
with us (All the starvin artists)
Ride with us (All the artists)
Ride with us (All the artists)
with us (Rugged *echoes*)