Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Ride

Nigga that shit coming
sweaty ass cheeks, nigga

Keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta

My thug out, you getting drugged out
These bitches getting out
When we out, 'cause we chromed out
About to out

ye, here ye, calling all the hawgs
Fresh outta the tank, bouncin' up the walls
Dub-cee, the president, with the gauge on the ghetto
through y'all residents

Runnin' the scene this is the king of the
out baby in my new busta's
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 to get my walk on
with the game as I reach out and touch ya
Turn the cup up and get ignorant on motherfucker

Mayday, mayday, in charge
Calling out cars, calling out
Dip, through the lane with the bang, bang, bang, jangle
Hoppin' out the SS all them angles
deep the scrilla, and I've got my homeboy

Hell yeah, the motherfucking
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the,
Look at these g'z working fake ass sopranos
Here the Villain with another heater
With Dub nigga in the two-seater

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

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

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

I wanna bang, I ride
I slang, from the side, do it now
It's do or die, we can ball the wheels fall 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, with
Dub rock it, let your flag hang from your back

Draw on 'em, on 'em, on 'em none of 'em
Eat with me, eat my style but can't get rid of me
I y'all C-Walking now, yeah who taught you?
What you could say

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

Here son, steady pumping I come punking
Y'all think y'all rollies, them high styles like Kobe
So shut up and kneel to these West side
And pass the blunt, 'cause none of y'all can 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 ass nigga, if we don't

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

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

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

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

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

Please believe it, please it
Please it, please believe it
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Please believe it, please it
believe it, please believe it