Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

Right in front of the kids
I might as split your wig
'Cause just 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 dead, what pledge
There's a up in the Bush

Or a stank up in the White
board bullshit, man, it's dead props
Here in Chicago but hit hi-lo
Warriors play, click the bottles

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

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

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

Yo, is not original
follow the radio
Niggas think if you
Then you gotta be on the TV

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

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

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

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

Niggas sing the
reminicin' the spiritual
But you say gawd is you
Niggas really hearing you

Crackas like to
crackas a lie
They say if you don't
Then you'll die

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

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

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

fighter like Richard Carter be
It's how the street knowledge beef
'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 the cops harass me
New York, L.A or
Can the train or with the Caddie

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

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

Pass it down through
cuss you out and say it loud
The generation of muthafuckas
To our nuts and say it proud

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

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

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

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