Luyện nghe bài hát Who Down to Ride

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Told y'all I was let them niggaz run that beef shit til I get tired of it
Then i'ma put them to sleep - you got them extra heaters nigga?
go ride

[d.i.g.]
Who the fuck, that is, on the of me
Yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high me
Yo who the fuck, is, down to ride with me
Yo who the fuck, that is, to die with me

Yo who the fuck, is, on the side of me
Yo who the fuck, that is, down to get with me
Yo who the fuck, that is, down to with me
Yo who the fuck, that is, to die with me

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I'm feelin sick, I done a fuckin rock
I ain't even runnin, here comes the
I got my soldier gear on, and I'm motherfuckin
You _nightmare on elm street_, you jason and I'm
We got a job to do, then it's a motherfuckin
g's on his ass, then it's a motherfuckin split
Me and my gon' smoke and when we get done we gon' get blunted
And after we handle our business, we gonna chase after honies
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Don't make me put your face on a shirt
I'm from the 3rd ward, we all crack skulls
And we give a fuck cause we all toss broads
Now if you snitchin, they gon' find you in a ditch
But if you bitchin, then they gon' you with some dick
Nigga we uptown, where the lights don't
But with the pistol, and this chrome, yo' ass get blind
By these youngster that I hang with, I mean niggaz I sang with
We all soldiers for life nigga, we on some gang

[d.i.g.]
Who the fuck, that is, on the of me
Yo who the fuck, is, down to get high with me
Yo who the fuck, is, down to ride with me
Yo who the fuck, is, down to die with me

A maniac killer, I'm the quick to rip it up
So buck and get fucked stuck chuck bitch, now that ass is out of luck
I'm from the ruts of the strictly ghetto born
Swoll up so you haters best be gone
Or he like that, I'm tragic on your street
I got what it take to get the that knock you off your fuckin feet
I be the terror in the just like a thief
the beast, be deceased, all increase, uhh
T-e-c, n-i-n-e, relieves to any
I got the fuckin cop nigga you can't dodge em
Like a mirage I'm the nigga you think you be
I'm leavin em I'm leavin em invisible even up when they dreamin
You don't where I went, or how this nigga gon' be on ass
And blast, gimme the mic, i'ma you what I mean froggy fat
But clean as a full of listerine
Unseen the king, indisputable
pain, even my name is immutable
My game is beautiful, fuck me and I'll murder you

Who the fuck, that is, on the of me
Yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high me
Yo who the fuck, that is, to ride with me
Yo who the fuck, that is, to die with me