Lyrics:
Aye
All this pain that I got built up deep inside
If it's us against them would you really ride
Till the end of our life when it's time to die
Love
ho nyum aa 3y3 mia
And ago dey by your side
Me bo wo puno mu wo puno mu
Nti bie me 3y3 mia
Omu se wo be gyai me (Fati)
Ama me ni so ata me (Fati)
keep fucking wit me
You must be rushing to die
So you better decide
'Cause it's better to ride
I'm 2 slots after the 3rd dead or alive
You can give me
actin like a bitch
That be actin like a ho
That be actin like a muthafucka busta
That wants no more of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
Come and feel
and they run up and blast (yeah ho)
Next time you're see him this face on the shirt,
Next time car he ride in, stretch limo hearse
See why you niggas mad
and they run up and blast (yeah ho)
Next time you're see him this face on the shirt,
Next time car he ride in, stretch limo hearse
See why you n****s mad
life there's no need (no way)
Poverty far from me
So is depression and disease
You wanna live this life like me
Come to Christ you'll be made free
Come
As I was walking in the big black woods
Hey ho, the big black woods
I met the evil devil and he offered me a ride
Hey ho, he offered me a ride
He
that's not major I just spent three racks on me
Go to sacks fifth wit a luh bankroll walk out with my hands empty
By my self but I'm wit a mini Draco you
the fuck it do
What it do
All of my homies flags be red black or blue yea
You say you wanna ride huh but I'm tryna tip with you
Cause it's dripping from
Baby you gone ride with me
Baby girl is you gone ride with me
Is we gone run it up like 50
I got some funds with me and I ride around with guns with
still eating
Yeah really it's that deep
I tell real stories PBS I am a author
Stories PBS I am a author
I tell real stories PBS I am a author
Ho, ho, ho
Let's raise the roof and give me a Ho
Side by side I'll ride
To the oh so slamming pots and pans
If ya hear what's going on
Ya know that it's the zone
cream,
Or you classy
I need to know, blink twice if it's a no
Yeah, been lookin' too deep in your eyes so I think it's time I see bout your throat
Got
Deep down south a nigga strugglin' tryin to survive
If you down with me yes I'm down for a hoo ride
Never down with bloods or no motherfuckin' crips
Ahh I hate you
I really do right now
I don't wanna see you
I don't wanna speak to you
You stood me up again
Do you even know how that feels
Me fr3 ne
3am don't feel like talking
I know she by my side uh
Cuz das my rider
And she motivating me to take it higher
All these other girls with me wanna be jus
whatever you like
Boy, you want my body, wanna ride it like a Harley
Once or twice around the block
I bet I'll have you saying whoa, whoa!
First stop,
whatever you like
Boy, you want my body, wanna ride it like a Harley
Once or twice around the block
I bet I'll have you saying whoa, whoa!
First stop,
know you won't
Yeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end
Sippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends
Fo' sho' baby, I know these hoes
Step up too 'em and show these hoes
I never wonder to myself "Would she?"
I get deep in her mind and her pussy
fight it
Don't nobody gotta know (Don't nobody gotta know)
I just wanna ride it
Feel you deep inside it
We can keep it on the low
We should just ignite it
sit by the fire, like it was all brand new
Wanna buy you a present or three or four
Hang some holly on your door
See a little snow on the ground
Just
It's just one of those summer nights
Where you just wanna light one up for the ride
With a bad ass bitch by your side, cause she fucking wit you vibe
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