Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

I'm a place
you gotta let yo' nutz hang
Where crakas used to cut your stomach open
Just to let your fuckin' guts

there in front of the kids
I might as split your wig
'Cause that's what the master 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 up in the White House
board bullshit, man, it's dead props
Here in Chicago but hit this
come play, click the bottles

Cock them AK's, on KK's
With the boy or the other two and the Stic-Man
Given dead on your shirt like a
You a grown man, nigga, tall

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

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

Yo, niggas is not
Niggas follow the
think if you blow
Then you gotta be on the TV

is hypocritical
Crackas rob and shit on you
see you do what they do
They know freedom is

Niggas is visual
If we see it, we think it's
few niggas make a move
And less'll see it through

Crackas make up the
Then they call us the
Crackas all the loot
And we just get the

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

Niggas the blues
That's reminicin' the
But you say gawd is you
Niggas really hearing you

like to capitalize
Them a lie
They say if you don't
Then probably die

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

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

Yeah, I myself real N I G G A
'Cause Kweli be on the floor
And policies, my philosophies
Show you that the block is a of me

Freedom fighter like Richard be
It's deep how the knowledge beef
'Cause it ran a code inside of me
It's practical, not

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

they call you, nigga they scared of you
They fearin' you so
If crack is gone, be niggas
Then what the fuck I have to be now

It's a of honor
And some say that shit's
It's more just a word
We flip the shit like a bird

Pass it down generations
Then cuss you out and say it
The first of muthafuckas
To our nuts and say it proud

niggas or city niggas
Tupac niggas or niggas
In the corridor, floor or
And all my niggas

We connected all
The north, the east, the west, the
And if a white boy say the
He'll still get punched in the mouth

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

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

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