Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Wanna Ride

[Slay
How many wanna play It get dark wit the shades
down, you know and Black paid now
Niggas, see we be out, 2 deep
Muthafuckas betta stay out the way now, foolishness
I'm tellin you yo crew could get hit wit dem and clips
Fuck who you get, you and that fool you wit, get yo wig split
Black guns, me and my doggs clap guns, be thinkin we jus rappin
You saw what happen, gun blastin
off til I'm the last one

2x
You ride - Take It Outside
You die - Take It Outside
You gone cry - Take It
Take It Outside, Take It

Now if you wanna ride or die, try
but let me get so that my mind can fly
I'm just that kinda guy, people wonder why
I'm so violent, the N.L. move in silent
in other words, I creep, put you to sleep sleep
187 will be yo beep beep
I bring N.O. heat heat, to the streeets
toe tag yo feet, yo
I ya like a prostitute, and fuck ya up
A nigga that'll ruff ya up
Like a car wash, I'll touch ya up
Cause I look at ya'll like sittin
Boy don't you understand I'm the man
wit the plan, wit beacoup and alotta ghetto fans
At first you was tellin me to it trill
But now they know is real
One hundred and seven percent
I remember when my pockes were full of
All my real like next to kin
So testin me is like them, now what!
I it's buck ya'll time
I guess it's time for the second
My cd was "Trapped in Crime"
so you already know what's on my

[Black
What
Say I had 16
How many can drive 16 cars
Go up in the club, thuggin, and 16 broads
Take em home, and em all in 16 minutes
(haha they know)
Muthafuckas you aint heard of me, Alotta niggas
from Desire be, on the side of N-O
or T-R-U, wit Slay Sean and C, peep game
who can spit it better me?
seen a nigga chest blown (chest blown)
Eventhough he vest on (vest on)
Nigga up to yo dogg witta dress on
and start spittin some shit, that'll you at the
chest (chest bone)
You fuckin wit the wrong
We gotta of niggas who don't give a fuck who u
run wit bitch, get cha wig
Think a game, but it aint, Black Felon, Slay
Sean, and C
Bustin on some of T-R-U shit

Nigga take it outside, I was to represent
Tru niggas gotta keep it to roll wit this chick
Catch me in the cut, G' Nikes, up
Mean mug on my grill, Like I dont give a
Who what, they get stuck
I play around, in the back akin buck wit both
Arms up, and around my hand, Tru Records
understand the game cold but got when it met me
I came to put it down, put ya face where ya be
And I don't run, it's the same where you met me
Slay Sean, Black, and C my click, so sweat me
I get up in yo face, nigga, so test me
to get at me, but try ya luck
I make niggas and I leave em stuck
this track come on, watch em all get buck
Traci just is you warin or what?