Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train

Ooh, hey
Do you how to leave, ride...ride

1]
Ya see, it started off in St. Paul the street of Old Nash
And it so good to escape and just kick it and laugh
My clan had to bring the ruckus we had the cream
All you can eat over at or some fish at Gaseen's
And I had to fix a good bag and make decisions and
Cause soul ain't the motherfuckin' thang to waste
So let's get looney up on the set cause I got on the fire
Will slide to East and make our way to Black Rirer
Lookin' like Outkast on the spot blunts and
Hit the store got up, got out and got something
That eightball, so I can do some space age
My blood stay young off 45's Colt and
Camels and Rolls filled d's and Vogues
And playas them hoes, in dyke clothes
Comin' up slammin' doors
In Southwest, we'll take it to yo
And we got it locked like some niggas on arrest
we ridin'

[Chorus:
Ridin' on midnight train to Georgia, riiide
Ridin' on that midnight to Georgia, riiide

2]
It's just one of those days I can kick it like this and like that
It's a free day, my folks got rowdy way
I right off of Cascade or Ralph Abernathy
I shall and continue to keep my roots nappy
Cause afros in all seasons, keep me warm
Some livin' that life so how long will they mourn
I still ride, why I bounce my way to bank-bed
I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, that's what my said
Sippin' on brandy, sunny with my best friends
Today you see and then you through the West end
They should've it was Six Flags Over Georgia
underground, my Tuesdays would be packed when I got older
If I told you one, I told ya ass a thousand
I got em' all in check when it comes to bustin'
Don't the technique cause I just move the crowd
My mob's of alcoholics, people label us loud because we ride

3]
See I felt my bones as I crossed the road
I heard the squad was up so I flipped my mode
On my way to D-E-C, can't you see
That is totally to B-I-G for thee
Boyz ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and Beamers
Yo cars get just like Regina carpet cleaners
It's Stone Cats puttin' it down
They played Kurupt so I just gave all my a pound
Now my conflict was crucial off hay I smoked
I be gettin' it cause life is too got damn short
And now my playin' tricks and my boys actin' ghetto
Back to the C-P, I put the to the metal
God bless the child that's got his own
Since I was a makin' cash money at home
I'm from a boy to a man, I've the end of my road
It's Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, let's

4]
Cause the A-T-L
Where all the pimps and the playas just
We get the and the ass then bail
We leave a but never leave a trail
Say it
all the pimps and the playas just dwell
We get the cash and the ass then
We a trace but never leave a trail

[Chimere to fade)