Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin'

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

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

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

a 'Creek, I care
But you in and go "Woof"
He ain't dead, pledge
a stank up in the Bush

Or a stank up in the White
Shootin' board bullshit, man, it's dead
Here in Chicago but hit this
Warriors come play, the bottles

Cock AK's, bust on KK's
the knuckle boy or the other two and the Stic-Man
Given dead on your like a wristband
You a grown man, nigga, stand

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

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

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

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

Niggas is very
If we see it, we think it's
few niggas make a move
And even see it through

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

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

sing the blues
That's the spiritual
But you say gawd is you
Niggas ain't really you

Crackas 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 love for
I love 'em crackas

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

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

Freedom fighter like Richard be
It's deep how the street beef
'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 back the cops harass me
New York, L.A or
Can ride the train or with the

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

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

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

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

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

boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Royce
Whatever, long as we
girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the
a long 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, it's 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, it's similar to hell, my
But we gonna boss up and live well, my