Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Ride

Nigga shit coming together
Like ass cheeks, nigga

it gangsta y'all
Keep it y'all

My niggaz out, you getting drugged out
These bitches loc'ed out
When we out, 'cause we chromed out
to bomb out

Here ye, ye, calling all the hawgs
Fresh the whole tank, bouncin' up the walls
Dub-cee, the bandanna president, the gauge on the ghetto
Rollin' y'all residents

Runnin' the scene is the king of the cars
Thugged out baby in my new
Gangstas, all of them gangstas, of them let me see up
throw ya heaterz up

Ladies, OG'z, sorry that been gone
But now I'm back to get my on
Swang with the game as I reach out and ya
the cup up and get ignorant on this motherfucker

Mayday, mayday, in charge
Calling out cars, out cars
Dip, skip through the lane the bang, bang, bang, jangle
Hoppin' out the SS workin' all them
Dub-shiest the scrilla, and I've got my homeboy

yeah, the motherfucking villain
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the,
Look at these g'z these fake ass sopranos
Here come the Villain with heater
With motherfucking Dub nigga in the

On my nuts while I west west
Grab that and I test test y'all
Villian baritone be all over y'all

Who wanna with that Black nigga Ren?
Like the Don Mega I'm hustling
Dub-cee, give a fuck if these bitches don't me

I wanna bang, I ride
I wanna slang, the side, do it now
It's do or die, we can ball till the fall off
And let motherfuckers know they gotta peel us off

I bang, I wanna ride
I slang, from the side, do it now
It's do or die, we can ball till the wheels off
And let these motherfuckers know they gotta us off

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Upon 'em again and I'm er 'em again, look at it
With da-da-day, da-da-day
Dub rock it, let your flag from your back pocket

Draw on 'em, on 'em, on 'em can't of 'em
Eat me, eat my style but y'all can't get rid of me
I heard C-Walking now, yeah who taught you?
What you could say

Nigga why I oughta all the spit out of you
Beat the out of you, get at 'em dumping, stomping
in the 600, saggin' in my overalls blunted
Finger and it, quick run
This gangsta shit runnin'

Here son, steady I come through punking
think y'all rollies, shooting them high styles like Kobe
So shut up and kneel to these West parolees
And pass the blunt, 'cause none of can hold it

We got the
(We got the bitches)
We got the
(We got the riches)

We got the
(We hit the switches)
We got every fucking you want
And we can get it ass nigga, if we don't

We got the
(We got the bitches)
We got the
(We got the riches)

We got the
(We hit the switches)
We got every thing you want
And we can get it punk ass nigga, if we

Who that nigga that you with?
When you want to hear motherfucking nigger shit
Call the villain and I'll hot lyric
Waltonville to hit your nigga ren with it
Y'all to quit it

This shit legendary, around
With it and yo get buried
Your first born and that bitch you just
Who a fuck pop that baby, she just carried

Hubbin' all black my fucking skin tone
How the fuck you talk about the villain, you a clone
Bitin' every you bust, who gave all y'all balls to cuss?
motherfuckers better say us

So if it ain't Ruff, it my shit
Might a bit mad at the that ate my dick
Hate my clique, bitch-man I won't hit
A nigga I ain't fucking wit'

I wanna bang, I ride
I wanna slang, the side, do it now
It's do or die, we can ball till the wheels off
And let these motherfuckers know they gotta us off

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