Lyrics:
staying focused while you loving them thots
Facetime's only way I'll see my mug in a box
As far as I know, every verse pyro
Turn corners, ride slow,
When we ride by, hoes wave at us
Even Lil' Tom don't play with us
Made a strategy and got rich as fuck
First I was thinkin' 'bout givin' up
Then I
more money, y'all get the less (skrrt)
Swerving that Lamb', Lamb'
Twelve caught me in a jam, damn
Getting fucked by a freak going mayhem (woo, woo)
a ride, stroll up memory lane
You get your two for one twenty, for a show ain't a thang
You know it's Southsive, that's how the money divide
Got leather
Verse One: Gift of Gab
Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide
It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride
As you enter
the oppressive
This dimension inside your pain is my domain
By signing my name I solidify the rain
In an instant I will drain em, get em out the game
Itsisted upon
since we last had a talk
Still hypnotized by the hips and the walk
I'm tryin to figure out who you with, hopefully alone
If thats the case you still
Let it flow, deh-deh-duh (yeah) it's on (beh-deh-deh-deh)
(Den-e-neh) on... (yo, aiyo)
[Chorus]
Keep on knowin' what you know
Keep on knowin'
familiar with the precinct,
same friends who was standing on the deep end,
side by side talking ride or die, so when the time arrives,
and another one is
leave like 2
Bitches, I'm gon' write her then my shawty
We gon' slide up next to she got a choppa
Then she yoppin finger fuck that yoppa
Now theirs time
fly words to say
New way of thinking for pussy, that never pay
(picture that)
The type of nigga that piss in the ice tray
Ride shotgun with the burner,
saannnggg..... They say truth is like a bullet, grab the gun and let ‘em pull it, professional I'm not a rookie, grab your heart and then I took it, for a ride I
know how we ride, I let it rain on you
I wrote in my journal like I'm gon' be be the world's greatest
Won't happen overnight, but mama, look how I made
yup I'm still in the hood
I still ride candy paint
I still grip on the wood
Like Pimp an Bun B
I'm choppin on blades
I got a three story home
With two
Don't get me wrong
If I'm looking kind of dazzled
I see neon lights
Whenever you walk by
Don't get me wrong
If you say hello and I take a ride
Upon
[Mr. Sancho]
Come with us and let's toast
Chillin in the west coast
Finest City with the best hoes, San Diego
Feelin the urge to choken, token,
intimidated by a woman's plans
To get the riches and flip it, so we can it, y'all
We doin' things all night, you with it
Fuck a mule, give me the banker
'Cause
Yeah! Recognize, mafuckas
These razor blades is sharper
Than the metal bar (wraah)
How you jello forms fuckin' with
The ghetto god (huh)
I let
the two of us
We'll have the world and all of its joy
And when this old world is through with us
We gonna ride, love is all, well don't you know
That you
чу'ек
It's the same Cube doing what they can't do
If you don't know me, let me tell you what I came through
It was two o' ten, let me take you way
square
Tied to a street pole, so people see his lump behind out bare
We'll come and ride out where this slutty flirt leads to
Strip her down to her
keep on singing the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your mama
[Chorus: x2]
your clothes on
it's time for us to go
let's take a ride
guilty
Till proved otherwise
cause they know when to close
And open they eyes
And they know when to run
For the enemy rides
and at times
They
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