Luyện nghe bài hát Stanley Kubrick

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

The bouncy, no-body, get more rowdy
Suffolk County, peace to Crackhead Crowley
Honky Thomas, Keb the whole crew
Cab Morada, you gon' do we roll through
that, Big Dirt, the midget face drop 'em
Bring em to the Jeff house stayed on top 'em
move this, I don't give a fuck, we untouched
Strictly lust for papers and live life to nuts
We're God killers, be realistic;
we probably gon' be punished - we bitches by the 100's
Why me? Wanna me? Try me
Why these people don't know me - like me
Society, they see me dead I stick out
You see me in the public, I pull my dick out
Smack the fuck out of women, see me your bitch out
Do somethin guy, who the fuck wanna die?
Clash of the Titans, broken bottles, bar
You wanna battle I'ma freestyle you can start
I can do that, tip the bouncers, sure we get
our gats in the club just in case the
Everybody want it, try to take my
see, left your chest messy, test me
Stanley Kubrick, stress me
R.A. the Rugged Man, remember the name - Man!

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

the R-to-da, A-to-da, Rugged.. *echoes*
Now think about this, who diss us? County
cops frisk us, handcuffs never fit us
Our wrists turn purple, why we act vicious
if we die tomorrow, won't nobody miss us
Get half a in The Source maybe, if that
a whole town of people actin shady, where I live at
We lyrically releasin, you don't stop
nobody ceasin til your heartbeat stop beatin, bring it
You know where to find me; actin you lookin for me
You saw me you right by me
A true test, the Man, the tru-est
The violent, in the U.S., we see you stressed
Now take it easy, Fat Man greasy,
Peace to Khadafi, I'ma do
tried to stop me, way back in nine-four
You look into my future, probably die for it
We to be the lowest, low life losers
We flip your car like 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 with us (Dirty asses)
Ride with us (The whole Mobb)
Ride with us (My man Akinyele)
Ride with us (The whole white nation)
Ride with us (All the Stony kids)
Ride with us (All the Jeff kids)
with us (My man Ev Casuchi)
Ride with us (Capital of Lords)
Ride us (Miguel the cop in the house)
Ride us (Sho' nuff, Dave Greenberg)
Ride with us (All the artists)
Ride us (All the starvin artists)
Ride with us (All the artists)
with us (Rugged *echoes*)