Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Ride

Nigga that shit coming
Like ass cheeks, nigga

Keep it y'all
it gangsta y'all

My niggaz out, you getting drugged out
bitches getting loc'ed out
When we smoke out, we chromed out
About to out

Here ye, here ye, calling all the
Fresh outta the whole tank, up the walls
Dub-cee, the bandanna president, the gauge on the ghetto
through y'all residents

Runnin' the this is the king of the cars
Thugged out baby in my new
Gangstas, all of them gangstas, none of let me see up
Ridaz throw ya up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga why I oughta smack all the out of you
Beat the shit out of you, get at 'em dumping,
Dippin' in the 600, saggin' in my blunted
Finger and it, quick run
This gangsta Dub-Cee runnin'

Here son, steady I come through punking
think y'all rollies, shooting them high styles like Kobe
So shut up and kneel to West side 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 fucking thing you want
And we can get it punk ass nigga, if we

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

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

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

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

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

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