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Utwór: Ridin

  • wykonawca: Hot Boys
  • album: Guerrilla Warfare
  • wyświetleń: 1437

We ridin coming up out of the flames with the K firing (Ride, Ride)
  Hot Boys ridin our flames firing (Ride, Ride, Ride)
    [Juvenile]
  I'm bout to make a move so you best to 86
  Cause I be coming through
  With shit that be seperating bricks
  You got a broken tool then you better get it fixed
  And ain't no missin you cause I got too many clips
  Hey then then too many times I gotta straighten the cross
  Them niggaz was trying but I was breaking 'em off
  If you had it on your mind I was taking it off
  Either get up and whine or break to the north
  Look whoa there there go your cut you better catch it
  Your last minute is coming up you better strectch it
  Oh you got dope in the trunk almost forgot to check it
  Right after your head bust I expect to exit
  I'm a punch you when you're out and unlock it, I got this
  Grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we're shoppers
  I'm about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets
  Him, me, and that nigga bout to stop it
  why not bitch
    Chorus:
    Grab your strap saddle up nigga when you ride with me
  You ain't guaranteed to make it back when you ride with me
  And what I ride like a roller coaster
  When I ride with uptown soldiers
  Look here we ridin we ridin
  We coming up out the flames with the K firing
  We ridin We ridin
  We coming up out the flames with the K firing
    [B.G.)]
  Me and my boy Lil' Wayne rolling
  Strapped up in black clothes ain't no ass-holing
  Up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off
  Head busting BG straight gotta play the game raw
  Now look here nigga better be gone
  Off the block cause mother fuckers be falling
  Cause Off top I'm gone get my mother fucking creep on
  Nigga get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes
  I'm a flee off the scene with my rees(reeboks) on
  Black thicker shirt and my GB's on
  Run with me ain't no way you could get your sleep on
  Cause when I come ooh ooh it's hot the heat's on
  I know you feel it nigga
  It's pure ruckus when I enter
  I sent a message letting you know I spin ya
  Been bro shooting
  50 plus behind air T retaliation is a must
  Hollows get bust brain get bust
  Anybody here here
  When I'm full of that shit
  And I'm on a mision to split it get split
  Peep me I play for keeps I kill öćm all
  No deciding
  I take no prisoners from em all when I'm ridin
    Chorus
    [Lil' Wayne]
  Uh I come to leave a nigga smelly
  Full black better get ready with my M-elevy (Mack Eleven)
  Up in my 98 Chevy I swing corners
  Cut you up like w belly with that thing on ya
  Now it be me (uh huh)
  and I be Wayne (uh huh)
  This little clique like a chain to your brain (uh huh)
  I shoot first for my talking
  Rougher than a carpet
  Heard about Hot Boys erase your name up off the market
  And nigga break a swell fly
  Camouflage up out of the sky
  What if I buy you die
  Look I spin corn! ers like a daily routine
  The bad choppers told a nigga I be 17
  I got a 10 shot glock
  Inched back then I pull it
  I'm coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets
  I be twisting round your block in all black nigga
  Full of that style don't move I day act nigga
  Find where you at and then I ch-chop nigga
  I'm on a duck plan with about 50 shots nigga
  Now whoa what saying to Shite
  My 9 be about that
  Watch it (crack) crack and I'm riding
    [Turk]
  Ride around with the 2 shooter
  Ain't gone help ya
  Playing round with the 50 shooter
  Scalp you like a scalper
  10 percent gone help ya
  90 percent gone fail ya
  Vests can't protect what I bring best
  Believe it's gone fail ya
  4 deep in a Navigator on a creep
  Windows tinted black on black in leather seats
  Hot Boys with hot girls ready for beef
  Red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat
  Desert Eagle with hollows
  You got nothing but egos
  Putting hands to niggaz that's at Evil Kanieval
  Playa haters like shit, get assed out
  With no doubt blood blood rush out like a water spout
  LD niggaz best believe they be ridin with me
  Shot L tuck best believe he be ridin with me
  With them guerillas should have left the meat where it was
  But no he wants to spark the shit up
    Chorus
  

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