Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

Let's get it hype,
Let's get it
Yeah, yeah,

me them swisher sweets, let's get it crump
If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and
Blast ryhmes like I pump, turn belly to jelly
Veteran MC, I don't think you rookies is

hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit
I run with suave, always packin' something to kill
Feel this bitch, when I get I'mma still hustle
Go down in history, paper then Bill Russel

Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the
Choppin' boys up, on some puttin' it in face shit
Eightball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it
And shit the playa way

of the dough ain't no secret
Space age pimpin' means I do free shit
Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' for me
Yours truly, Eightball and MJG

All my hard core niggas, what you do?
My real thug ass niggas, you wanna do?
All my makin' bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'til I die and ride for free

Now where them real at?
Where them real at?
Where at, where they at
Where at, huh?

And where my buck at?
Where my buck at?
Where they at, they at
Where they at? on

I ain't new to this, nice bitch that's true to this
Money ain't never been a to me
Always my dough, holla back
Ass fat, thighs thick, titties

the cheese from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all it, shit, I don't bluff and no dough?
I dont fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma for?
Make mine's, take yours

'Cuz I'm no nigga like love
Make bitch scream like, some more
If a broke, what'd you fuck him for?
Waste of time, it's like we minds

Dont stop, get it get it,
Take it from a real pro
Y'all get that dough, we trust these niggas
gon' pimp if you let them, from NY to the dirty South

And them bitches' tight, I got my mind right
And my ice, got the shine and if it don't blind bitches
When them hit the wrist?
You won't be sticking shit, you be this

All my hard core niggas, what you do?
My real thug ass niggas, what you do?
All my money makin' bitches if you with me
pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where real bitches at?
Where real bitches at?
they at, where they at
Where at, huh?

And where my buck at?
Where my buck at?
Where at, where they at
Where they at? on

I'm the motherfucker, baby
Ice cold, stories so high I pimp the whole twice
So tight fold crease on the President's nose
Pimp clothes, drinkin' straight Henney'and
Touch toed, hoes, take a centerfold

Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter pros
Slam those, game tied tight bows
We never close sixty five, twenty four
chose bitches, a la mode, gettin' sold

Plus a load of ass, chronic gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, up in a Tupperware bowl
of gold, somethin' from the school of the old
Forever flows, I take it down as as it can go

Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed
With hoes, dicks get erect like poles
Pay the MJG is in control

All my core niggas, what you wanna do?
My thug ass niggas, what you wanna do?
All my makin' bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'til I die and I'mma for free

Now where them bitches at?
them real bitches at?
Where at, where they at
Where they at,

And where my niggas at?
Where my buck at?
Where they at, where at
Where they at? on

Pimp dis', you and them need to slow down
Up in the in the court, it's 'bout to go down
There's no remorse now, explore 'round
Them jackets be on the lose until the is found

my name, bitch
I represent it to the end, the shit
Niggers don't be suits on these blocks
All you see is boys and Reeboks

A thin hat to the back with a too
Willin' to bust a ass if he had to
If you the same my nigger, you's a hot boy
Blocka, blocka, blocka, get up off the block, boy

for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boy
Cash wasn't a million, hit the spot boy
You want props ha, you sold to the ha
You in a cell block ha, you too hot ha

All my hard core niggas, what you to do?
My real thug ass niggas, what you to do?
All my money makin' bitches if you with me
pimp 'til I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where real bitches at?
Where real bitches at?
Where at, where they at
they at, huh?

And my buck niggas at?
my buck niggas at?
Where they at, they at
Where at? Come on

Where the ones at? Beyach
Oh, you know how we
About all you wanna be ass ghetto stars
be like me ass niggas

Tryin' to be Foxy Brown bitches
I give a about your intermureal status, mother fucker
You ain't nobody, we been doing this, been this shit
We go way back with baby

Talkin' about this real shit on the mother microphone
and hoes and gettin' money
Tricks and and fuckin'
Mother fuckin' clothes and shit Vogues and shit

Nigga ridin' on 20's and shit, nigga you got?
new assed nigga
You don't nothin' about this game, come on

All my hard niggas, what you wanna do?
My real ass niggas, what you wanna do?
All my money makin' bitches if you ride me
I'mma pimp I die and I'mma ride for free

Now where them real at?
them real bitches at?
Where they at, they at
Where they at,

And my buck niggas at?
Where my niggas at?
Where at, where they at
Where they at? on

All my hard core niggas, you wanna do?
My real thug ass niggas, you wanna do?