Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

Artist: Talib Kweli, Dead Prez and David
Album: Free Mix
Song:
by: [email protected]

David

I'm from a
Where You gotta let yo' nutz

Where crakas used to cut your stomach open
to let your fuckin' guts hang

Right there in front of the

I might as well your Whig
'Cause that's just what the did

But now I'm the new Nat
Spreadin' to the kids
Like Sojourner, Man, the

Fuck a
? I care but you in ?
And go "Woof"

He ain't
What

a stank up in the Busch
Or a stank up in the White

Shootin' board
Man, it's dead
in Chicago
But hit hi-lo

Warriors come
Click the

Cock them (YEAH!)
Bust on (YEAH!)

With the boy
Or the Two
And the

Given Dead on shirt
Like a
You a Man
Nigga, tall

it hurt
'Cause you
a Nigga, dog?

Don't it
'Cause you
a Nigga, dog?

(YEAH!)

Don't it
you really
Ain't a Nigga,

Country boys, boys
Cadalacs, Royce
Whatever...long as we

girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a a walk
Now we Ridin'

Prez:

Yo'

Niggas is not
follow the radio
Niggas if You Blow
Then You be on the TV Show

is hypocritical
Crackas rob and shit on You
see You do what they do
They know is powerful

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

Crackas up the chemicals
they call us the criminals
Crackas make all the
And we just get the

Niggas will rob and on You
Crackas will drop a on You
Niggas is funerals
Crackas is barbeques

Niggas the blues
That's reminicin' the
But You say GAWD is You
Niggas ain't hearing You

Crackas to capitalize
crackas a lie
They say if You don't
You'll probably die

I hate callin' niggas
So take it backwards
I ain't got now love for
I love callin'em (CRACKAS!)

Country boys, city
Cadalacs, Rolly
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
a long a walk
Now that we

Kweli:

Yeah!

I call real

'Cause be
Showin' on the
And policies
My
Show You that the
Is a of me
Fighter
Like Richard be
It's deep how the knowledge beef
'Cause it ran like a code of me
practical, not scholarly

Now why do I call
A
You ask me
got my back
When the cops me
can label

Can the train
Or the Caddie

When they You
Nigga scared of You
They You
So
If is gone
Be Niggas
Then that's the
I have to be

Now

It's a badge of
And say that
Shit's
more than
Just a
We flip the
it's a 'bird

Pass it down
Generations,
You out and say it loud
The first
Of
To Our Nuts and
Say it
Country Niggas or Niggas
Tupac or Biggie Niggas
In the coridor, or door,
And all my Mississippi
We
All
The North, the East, the West, the
And if a white boy say the
still get punched
Right in the

Country boys, boys
Cadalacs, Rolly
Whatever...long as we

Pretty girls, boos
On the boulevard, in the
It's a long a
Now that we

2x]

All got for You
Is a my Nigga
want You
Dead or in
Without my Nigga

In the
It's to Hell
My
But we gonna up
And well
My