Luyện nghe bài hát We Riderz

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

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

Lil' Italy (2x)

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

P]
Ohh, just stop, even get me started, an artist
But you like a movin' target, dearly, dearly departed
know, satisfaction, til I'm pullin' the Mask
Now get to, dumpin' and snatchin', no more talkin', rappin',
I don't, who you are, or who you hang wit'
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 more places
I lace my boots, rider for the right loot
Half a heel - on the platter, we talkin' done deal

Chorus: Italy (2x)

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

Chorus: Lil (2x)

WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS! (until fade)