Luyện nghe bài hát We Gonna Ride

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4 3 2 1

x8 (c-murder)

Tru gonna ride (we gonna ride or die)

1: (c-murder)

Hit em' up, hit em' up, nigga I fuck hoes
I smoke weed, make you bleed and time to go
And I walk with the that's what gangstas do
And say where dollars at? like gansta boo
And mask on the muthafucken dash my nigga
Cause if you see me yo' muthafuckin' ass my nigga
And mr. magic got that chopper for yo' ass my
Take off my mask, so you can see my my nigga
I represent 3 nigga, so fuck what you claim
New orleans is the place where I my caine
Red rum, red rum nigga (nigga) who tried to harm me
I you muthafuckas no limit is the army (what? ) (what? )
If I die, never cry, see the hate in my eye
It's time to ride, bye (bye) bye (bye)
I told you muthafuckas don't with tru,
It was a dumb nigga, now I'm fuckin wit you, biotch

(chorus x8)

down:
(muthafucka, muthafucka) 4 3 2 1

2: (magic)

They got to me to get to you
Before they leave, i'ma have them bitches black and blue, believe
Muthafucka you ain't of us?
Tru til' I die, man we muthafuckin'
the place where them hoes crazy, niggas shady
But I maintain, cause no one could fade me
Tru records is the next (what? ) cause we the (what? )
If you think so, then you could get the fuck fuck
I'm here to get you riders, so nigga what
And I stopin' til we tear the fuckin' club up
So my niggas at? actin' fuckin' fool
And where the bitches at? show em' that rule
I wonna see you sweatin', lookin' wet
Dick so hard that you can't even your breath
Smoke your nigga and get your drink on
You the party, everybody got their dance on

(chorus x8)

talking:

My (my nigga)
(what's up? ) ride or die
Tru records (you me? )
(what's up? what's up? ) for the tru tru niggas (you heard me? )
Honk your horn nigga, cause I'm to pick you up magic
(what's up get real)
I wonna say what's up to all the apostles outhere
My nigga macadon, tom the st. t (saint thomas), you dig?
My g'boe, my nigga sam (the calliope) what's up nigga?
from ruff forever, beelow (whoa) (beelow)
All the clubs playin' my shit, you dig?
(you that, you know that, the real shit)
The west, marine, you monte
up ke'noe nigga? (deadly sounds)
Ha (what? ) this shit real out boy,
We ride or die, tru for life, you dig?
Pause, me out

x8 until fade