Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Train

Ooh, hey
Do you how to leave, ride...ride

1]
Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the of Old Nash
And it feels so good to escape and kick it and laugh
My clan had to bring the ruckus we had the cream
All you can eat at Ryan's or some fish at Gaseen's
And I had to fix a good bag and make and haste
Cause soul food ain't the thang to waste
So let's get looney up on the set cause I got five on the
Will slide to Point and make our way to Black Rirer
Lookin' Outkast on the spot smokin' blunts and
Hit the liquor store got up, got out and got
That eightball, so I can do some space age
My blood stay young off 45's and chicken
Camels and filled with d's and Vogues
And mackin' them hoes, in dyke clothes
Comin' up slammin' doors
In Southwest, we'll take it to yo
And we got it locked like some on house arrest
Cause we

Chimere]
Ridin' on that midnight to Georgia, riiide
Ridin' on midnight train to Georgia, riiide

2]
It's just one of those days when I can kick it this and like that
It's a free day, my folks got way back
I off of Cascade or Ralph David Abernathy
I shall proceed and continue to my roots nappy
Cause afros in all seasons, they me warm
livin' that thug life so how long will they mourn
I still ride, that's why I bounce my way to
I'm so bad that I'll knock you out, that's what my said
Sippin' on brandy, sunny days my best friends
Today you see and then you cruise through the end
They said it was Six Flags Over Georgia
Then underground, my Tuesdays would be when I got older
If I told you one, I told ya ass a thousand
I got em' all in when it comes to bustin' rhymes
Don't sweat the technique I just move the crowd
My deep of alcoholics, people label us loud because we ride

3]
See I felt my bones jump as I the road
I heard the was wiped up so I flipped my mode
On my way to D-E-C, can't you see
That Decatur is to B-I-G for thee
Lost Boyz ridin' around in Jeeps, Lex Luth's, and
Yo get scooped just like Regina carpet cleaners
Stone Mountain Cats puttin' it down
They played Kurupt so I gave all my dogs a pound
Now my conflict was crucial off some hay I
I should be gettin' it life is too got damn short
And now my playin' tricks and my boys actin' ghetto
Back to the C-P, I put the pedal to the
God the child that's just got his own
I was a juvenile makin' cash money at home
I'm from a boy to a man, reached the end of my road
It's Ludacris signin' off till the next episode, let's

4]
Cause it's the
Where all the pimps and the just dwell
We get the and the ass then bail
We leave a but never leave a trail
Say it
Where all the pimps and the playas dwell
We get the and the ass then bail
We leave a trace but leave a trail

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