Luyện nghe bài hát We Gonna Ride

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4 3 2 1

x8 (c-murder)

Tru niggas gonna ride (we gonna or die)

1: (c-murder)

Hit em' up, hit em' up, nigga I fuck hoes
I weed, make you bleed and it's time to go
And I walk with the league that's gangstas do
And say them dollars at? like gansta boo
And skee mask on the muthafucken my nigga
Cause if you see me that's yo' muthafuckin' ass my
And mr. magic got chopper for yo' ass my nigga
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) look who to harm me
I told you muthafuckas no is the army (what? ) (what? )
If I die, I'll cry, see the hate in my eye
time to ride, muthafucka bye (bye) bye (bye)
I told you muthafuckas fuck with tru,
It was a dumb move nigga, now I'm wit you, biotch

(chorus x8)

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(muthafucka, muthafucka) 4 3 2 1

2: (magic)

They got to me to get to you
Before they leave, have them bitches black and blue, believe that
Muthafucka you ain't of us?
Tru I die, man we muthafuckin' murderous
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 don't think so, then you could get the fuck
I'm here to get you riders, so nigga what
And I ain't stopin' til we tear the fuckin' up
So where my at? actin' fuckin' fool
And the bitches at? show em' that bithces rule
I wonna see you sweatin', clothes wet
Dick so that you can't even catch your breath
Smoke your nigga and get your drink on
You gave the party, got their dance on

(chorus x8)

talking:

My (my nigga)
(what's up? ) or die muthafucka
Tru (you heard me? )
(what's up? what's up? ) for the tru souljas tru niggas (you me? )
Honk your nigga, cause I'm comin' to pick you up magic
(what's up get real)
I wonna say what's up to all the deadly outhere
My macadon, tom from the st. t (saint thomas), you dig?
My nigga g'boe, my sam (the calliope) what's up nigga?
Crazy from forever, beelow (whoa) (beelow)
All the muthafuckin' clubs 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 out here boy,
We gonna ride or die, tru for life, you
Pause, me out

Chorus x8 until