Luyện nghe bài hát Ride

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Inhale the from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all know it, shit, I don't bluff and no
I dont fuck 'em, fuck, I'mma fake
mine's, I'mma take yours

'Cuz I'm no nigga like before
Make bitch scream like, gimme more
If a nigga broke, you fuck him for?
Waste of time, like we playette minds

Dont stop, get it get it,
Take it from a motherfuckin' pro
get that dough, we don't trust these niggas
They gon' pimp if you let them, from NY to the South

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now where them real at?
Where them bitches at?
they 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 the dope is found

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

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

Call for the cops, boy mommy or pops, boy
Cash wasn't a million, never hit the boy
You props ha, you sold to the cops ha
You in a cell ha, 'cuz you too hot ha

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

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

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

Where the real at? Beyach
Oh, you know how we
all you wanna be ass ghetto super stars
Wanna be me ass niggas

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

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

Nigga on 20's and shit, nigga what you got?
Brand new nigga
You don't know about this game, come on

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

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

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

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