Luyện nghe bài hát Ridaz

Yes! Yes! Welcome!
(Thug niggas yo turf in the air!)
up in this bitch!
(Throw yo in the air!)
the Ke, DMG, yes!
Let's this anthem shit

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether it's heron or hemp wit
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

Nigga I'm always into
If I can't beat yo ass then I'm
Give a nigga the head deluxe
Then back an' shoot up they whole fuckin' function

We funkin' rootin'-tootin', on blunts
Wit skunk a nigga malfunction
Get in the coupe and it
Niggas be for nothin'

Fuckin' the game, another done lost his name
For bustin' fire somethin', puffin' I put it up in the air
You niggas to die hustlin', I'm fuckin' wit playas from everywhere
Las Vegas to Delaware on down to there

I'm a thousandaire bitches, draggin' em down
The strip by they hair like, "Oh dear!"
Where the fuck is money? go there
I yo ass stuck, hungry starvin'
In the middle of no fuckin' where I

Cut off your like welfare
8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin
By the end of 9-8, yeah, then I'll be straight
Fuck off a hundred G's and got money up in the safe
nigga!

All of my niggas
Small time grindas, and big timers
it's heron or hemp wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

All of my niggas
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether heron or hemp wit China
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

Go inside the twitchin', missin', my mission I the hit
Suckas keep yo mental mix is gettin' twisted
Who is this? In the kitchen wit fixings for the up
Servin' rocks on the block 'til it get hot snitch we on ya

Bitch we Ridaz, ya that niggas high
If I introduce you to the ditch, you wanna die is the hit
Smoke, drank already lit my shit
Who you think you fuckin'

I said recognize the Mobb hoe
I don't nothin', juss heard poppin' by the door
Who you in the river, did you see G Mone
In the O by the

Flippin' A-G-2-A muthafuckin' Ke you best believe
We rob yo spot, why not? We fuckin' Lot
Owe us paper, there's no reason for us to not glock
Posted wit yo mouth open, that I don't squeeze

Wit a chopped up to his knees
Say where the
We Ridaz!

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, and big timers
Whether it's heron or hemp wit
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether it's or hemp wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip vagina
(Come on, on)

I'm a Y.G. who snuck in the gamblin' shacks
crack wit niggas who did more years than Geronimo Pratt
Killas wit hands on gats, muthafuckin' murder fo' hire
Mobb attire, pupils dilated, nigga hog tied in barb

Torture, squeeze a niggas wit plyers put his place on fire
Then escape juss like wit the get-away driver
and direct from the projects that be gated on some made shit
Outlaw affiliated! He chose to wit gages

Baraccaded the scene, yellow tape and chalk
Niggas who like doe, I get off
a write-off, it's tax free money
Deliver 'em a up inside a Taxi honey

Task be lookin' at me funny, I'm a trigga happy
be hungry, barkin' on niggas like DMX
Beat bitches like PMS and flee a BMX
Flippin' GA at yo set, grab the promoter
By his muthafuckin' neck, don't be by the Rolex!

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether it's or hemp wit China
I'm not a on the strip sellin' vagina
(Come on, on)

All of my Ridaz
Small time grindas, pimps and big
Whether heron or hemp wit China
I'm not a bitch on the strip sellin'
(Come on, on)

Who in the muthafuckin' hell, but Regime Ridaz
Southside affiliated wit big timers
Killers, who live in off the water
Lunitiks, shippin' in after brick

200 percent, snow white Coca-Cola
Yola all the way from the Bay to Minnesota
What you know 'bout, this Face Mob
Dumpin' off on yo 4 and 5 timer

Yuk, I think it's time we these muthafuckas up
Show these muthafuckas up, straight up drama
Fuck they mamas, they fuckin' wit wit seven figgas
Psycos, drinkin' the bottles of nitro, now it was

told me that he got '5 On It' and I believed that
And now you better it too
Nigga I shoot, murder up you and you we Ridaz!