Lyrics:
Gun smoke, where it's at?
Blowing by ya, these the ambitionz
Of a Ridah I said
Two in the morning, I'm coming in yawning, I'm falling, I'm sorry I'm
ain't fuckin' on ya 'less ya got ya papers
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya
me to the spot where them gangstas at
so I can set up shop an rock my new glock
I'm a ridah if they ain't told ya
I'm a full time gangsta and a No
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
Wit' somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rifles
To invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
handbags
chenellin her dress
and when im in ya crib
im slidin out her ribs
and she tell me the rest
but i tell her whtever
next time i drop by ima leave u
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
Impala dunk ridah.
I'll blow ya doors off.
You race your car 'gainst my car,
I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
And when I take off, it's
Impala dunk ridah.
I'll blow ya doors off.
You race your car 'gainst my car,
I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
And when I take off, it's
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet Impala dunk ridah.
I'll blow ya doors off.
You race your car 'gainst my car,
I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
My hands to myself
Imma ridah I ain't never ran for no help
Kept that by the belt cause
Niggas will get to creepin
My niggas will grip them heaters
to breathe
How many niggas down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy!
West coast ridah, comin' right behind ya
Should've never fucked wit me
I want money hoes sex
o one
These hoe-ass niggaz don't want none of Bun
I'm takin' the hood back
Niggaz gettin' knocked goin' fed and six months ya back?
Off with his
of that 4-5th
Done Dada, want a lotta
Niggas wanna fuck around with that gun shotta
Ambitions of a ridah
Machiavelli tip, sitting back let it rip
I'm
a ridah, you just riding with her
I ain't a black belt, but I pack kick, like kung fu
Under the Gucci' black belt
See I know what I'm bout
Motherfuck
what gets her horned up
Iceburg ahead who gonna warn ya
21 but my shit ain't from Georgia
Caviar in my teeth like it's corn, bruh
Redline the whip down
work if ya need it
Yeah yeah
Still got it for a fee
Ay ay
Five-Oh comin
Oh we runnin
Pray they don't catch me
Oh no
I know I'm wrong
But dear Lord jus
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
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