Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

I'm from a
Where you gotta let yo' hang
Where them crakas used to cut your open
Just to let your guts hang

Right in front of the kids
I might as split your wig
'Cause that's just what the did

But now I'm the new Nat
something to the kids
Like Sojourner, man, the

Fuck a 'Creek, I
But you in and go "Woof"
He ain't dead, what
There's a stank up in the

Or a stank up in the White
Shootin' board bullshit, man, it's props
Here in Chicago but hit this
come play, click the bottles

Cock AK's, bust on KK's
With the knuckle boy or the other two and the
Given dead on shirt like a wristband
You a grown man, nigga, tall

Don't it hurt, 'cause you ain't a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, you really ain't a nigga, dog?

boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly
Whatever, as we ridin'
girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a long walk, now we ridin'

Yo, niggas is not
Niggas the radio
think if you blow
Then you be on the TV show

is hypocritical
Crackas will rob and on you
'Cause see you do what do
know freedom is powerful

Niggas is visual
If we see it, we it's true
Very few niggas make a
And even less'll see it

make up the chemicals
Then they us the criminals
make all the loot
And we get the residuals

Niggas rob and shoot on you
Crackas will drop a on you
Niggas is funerals
is having barbecues

Niggas the blues
reminicin' the spiritual
But when you say is you
ain't really hearing you

Crackas to capitalize
crackas a lie
They say if you unionize
Then you'll die

I hate callin' niggas,
So I'ma take it
But I got now for Whithey
I love 'em crackas

Country boys, boys
Cadillacs, Royce
Whatever, long as we
Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
a long a walk, now that we ridin'

Yeah, I call myself N I G G A
'Cause be showin' on the floor
And they policies, my
you that the block is a part of me

Freedom fighter like Carter be
It's deep how the street knowledge
'Cause it ran like a code of me
practical, not scholarly

Now why do I myself a nigga, you ask me
Who's got my back when the harass me
New York, L.A or
Can ride the train or the Caddie

When they call you, nigga scared of you
They you so actually
If crack is gone, be fearing
Then what the fuck I have to be now

It's a of honor
And some say that absurd
It's more than a word
We the shit like it's a bird

it down through generations
Then you out and say it loud
The first of muthafuckas
To grab our and say it proud

Country or city niggas
niggas or biggie niggas
In the corridor, or door
And all my Mississippi

We all throughout
The north, the east, the west, the
And if a boy say the shit
still get punched right in the mouth

Country boys, boys
Cadillacs, Rolly
Whatever, as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto
On the boulevard, in the
a long walk, now that we ridin'

All they got for you is a cell, my
They want you or in jail without rebel, my nigga
In the streets, similar to hell, my nigga
But we gonna boss up and well, my nigga

You see, all got for you is a cell, my nigga
They want you or in jail without rebel, my nigga
In the streets, similar to hell, my nigga
But we gonna boss up and well, my nigga