Luyện nghe bài hát Ride Out

Ride out, big
Re-up, big
Gs up, hoes
Freeze up, eyes
out, big smoke
Re-up, big
Gs up, hoes
up, eyes closed

Young nigga and I'm like
Couple hundred on me, nigga, yeah I'm baller like
Bitch I I'm Dolamite, bitch I'm goin' poltergeist
You this is overnight, album four is really like
Crippin' on my
hoop or sellin' white
Brillo pad, the smoker's
My pistol cocked, you tryna
Say he wanna be a cuz, put his to the right
Bruh, this ain't the eighties,
Niggas everything, everything
You know the gang we
Specialize in grips
Shootin' out my whip
got an empty clip
Top Dawg in this
Nigga's puttin' dicks inside baby momma's momma's lips
Shootin' all the witnesses, it no fuckin' murder scene
Crips fuck with Crips oh now it's jeans that look like the rival team
hat and shoes, put your ass on the forever dream
Heatin' up the summer 'til the winter fall, spring

out, big smoke
Re-up, big
Gs up, hoes
Freeze up, closed
out, big smoke
Re-up, big
Gs up, blow
Freeze up, eyes

nigga and I'm proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, I'm baller like
I think I'm Dolamite, bitch I'm goin' poltergeist
You said was overnight, me and Vince, we crackin' like
in our afterlife

Yeah, 'cause at Ramona Park we beef everybody
Light or I'll spark, don't fuck with narcs
So don't be talkin' me
My big homie named me 'em kill 'em'
if I got 'em I'mma kill 'em, I ain't playin' with 'em
I'm the bottom, that's the top of the town
We on the boulder so they clip us up for knockin' 'em
My burner tucked, I learned from Chuck so I ain't it down
Get to bussin', you bluffed it, nigga
If that bitch can't make me rich then no need in fuckin' with her
Turn around and fuck her
that bitch, got EBT
Long Beach seen shit like me
Since Tracy D and DPG I and got a burner
On the day they Baby D
I'm in that with Lil Boy
So lil boy don't play me

I'm ridin' cycs through Hoover Street, my knuckles of teeth
Try to creep on me, dyin' in your homie's seat
Keepin' my gun in
Filet the beef, clip from Fig side to Norfolk Beach
In a stolen Expedition, in your 'cause you the mission
Been a mathematician, load nine, eight
I'm keepin' one for just in case, don't cover face but I trippin'
Blunt was laced, know I'm 'round the way
So no liquor stores today

Ride out, big
Re-up, big
Gs up, blow
Freeze up, eyes
out, big smoke
Re-up, big
Gs up, hoes
up, eyes closed

Young nigga and I'm like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I'm like
Bitch I think I'm Dolamite, bitch I'm goin'
You said this was overnight, me and Vince, we like
in our afterlife

Ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride, big
Gs, gs, gs, gs, gs
Eyes
Ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride,
Ride, ride, ride,