Luyện nghe bài hát We Riderz

{*Laughs*} at this shit brah
Boy at these phony ass niggaz boy you see 'em L.I. brah
You see them brah
is what you call a prime example of a imposter
A fake ass muthafucka, nigga wanna be a muthafuckin'
We riders... we riders...

So what you niggaz ain't know (UH OHHH!), we riders
We keep our pistols real close
Every nigga down wit' me ain't to ride
Fuckin' thug niggaz, gettin' of drug niggaz
We get to do this shit, so you gotta love us niggaz
Went rags to riches, from shitty hoes to gangsta bitches
To the studio, straight from prison, from the 9th ward, to 7
I came all the way to the bay to say, ya'll don't wanna be me
Fuckin' with Lil' Italy, who I my family
I might get up set, and y'all won't like me I'm angry
All the Air Force, Army, Navy, is tryin' to tame me
The call me magic cause I'm know for makin' my disappear
lookin' for the riders? The riders right here!

Chorus: Lil' (2x)

We gon' nigga
Ain't no shame in our game, do or die nigga
(WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS!)
We ride nigga
no shame in our game, so run and hide nigga
(WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS!)

P]
Ohh, just stop, don't even get me started, an
But you more a movin' target, dearly, dearly departed
They know, satisfaction, til I'm pullin' the
Now get to, and snatchin', no more talkin', rappin', blastin
I don't, care who you are, or who you hang
Information me that you reliable
Informants on your house, light, sound, low
He took the wrong route, now the raw deal, how he figures out
case, and jabroni's big case, filled up with big face
In the cut, don't be any more, for sure, in one or foriegn places
I my boots, I'ma rider for the right loot
a heel - head on the platter, we talkin' done deal

Chorus: Italy (2x)

[Lil'
Callin' all riderz! your middle fingers up!
Nigga I don't give a fuck! I'll a nigga like a nut!
Ain't no on my team, only killaz for the cream
I got dreams, I'm aimin' for the top, infrared beams
I my Henny straight, no lacin', no chasin', I can't catch it
Get when I'm on perculation, I can't help it
I when this shit get thick I'm down to for my niggaz
And if it came to the shit, I'm down to die for my
You niggaz wanna test that? Come get us
I hope your chest is your vest at, when fuckin' wit' hard hitters
What you know, you got riders, we got riders too
Ready to bust, never leave they house, without they glock riders
And we ride

Chorus: Lil (2x)

WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS! (until fade)