Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

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

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

a 'Creek, I care
But you in and go "Woof"
He dead, what pledge
There's a up in the Bush

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

them AK's, bust 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, 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 ain't a nigga, dog?

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

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

is hypocritical
Crackas will rob and on you
'Cause see you do they do
They know freedom is

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 call us the criminals
make all the loot
And we get the residuals

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

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

Crackas to capitalize
Them a lie
They say if you don't
Then you'll die

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

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

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

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

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 the train or with the Caddie

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

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

Pass it through generations
cuss 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, floor or
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, Royce
Whatever, long as we
Pretty girls, ghetto
On the boulevard, in the
It's a walk, now that we ridin'

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 live well, my

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