Luyện nghe bài hát Street Rider

Game- Im feeling a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch
blowing on this purple feeling invincible
sellin dough, never snitch nigga principles and
byebye live by and die by
even im finger fuckin hoes finga on tha trigger
diamonds in ma feeling like a priest
open the of ma garage see that 92 caprice
for the cause dont leave home without the strap
know the map the back of my hand therefore I trap
see them cars and them bikes
shining in the street lights blowing on this peace
welcome to the life.

Case me through the night,
man you better believe that im a street
Case me the night,
I keep it tucked in my sleeves cuz im a street rider
im a hustler ghetto uh-huh
and to money causin holes uh-huh
got my tommy tucked and ready to uh-huh
better a finger run screamin fuck the law

Game- The phantom cant me so I win ball a spider nigga
i switch beats like a fucking rough rider can mention suicide rims
niggas cant it with it commit suicide then wish cash on a hater
wish aids on a slut take the ride kill me cuz there aint a that i trust
im rollin up this kush bout ta crash my girls truck her friend texted me
trying to kick it like the world cup see cronic gets the h's paid
trying to hit the blunt she a cunt hit her and call her ass next month
see this bitches trying to stunt and these niggas stay hating see ma
and bitch call that hoe sarah palin all my albums went platinum nigga
thanx to the block voice raspy as ever nigga thanx to shots back reppin
aftermath nigga to doc and these hoes in ma panamera thanx to some rocks.

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