Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

there in front of the kids
I might as well your wig
that's just what the master did

But now I'm the new Nat
Spreadin' to the kids
Sojourner, man, the truth

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
Shootin' board bullshit, man, dead props
in Chicago but hit this 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
dead on your shirt like a wristband
You a grown man, nigga, stand

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

boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Royce
Whatever, long as we
Pretty girls, ghetto
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

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

Niggas is visual
If we see it, we it's true
Very few niggas a move
And even see it through

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I call real 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 like Richard Carter be
It's deep how the street knowledge
'Cause it ran like a inside of me
It's practical, not

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

When they you, nigga they scared of you
fearin' you so actually
If crack is gone, be fearing
Then that's what the I have to be now

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

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

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

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

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

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