Lyrics:
watches 2 chains and 2 pistols not just 2 pistols
2 clips too, extendos longer than pencils, fuck you mean?
I go hard for my team, boy fuck you thought?
slow when I ride screaming
THUG LIFE pistol in the sky
Remember me as a real nigga when I go
The Hennessy got me riding
Dirty with my crew, nigga M-O-B
Psychopathic Rydas back in this motherfucker
Motherfuckin' bitch! D Town, all sides
Y'all ready to get crackin'? Let's ride!
Detroit!
When we ride
like the wind (hoo haa)
I'm gonna burn like the sun (hoo haa)
I'm gonna fall like the rain (hoo haa)
Let this life pass me by... I ride
They caught me
got the skill to compete
Still I don't miss a beat, riding with Pistol Pete
Two felonies and a misdeme'
Study the folks who tried me before you
fend to get paid
We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver
We gonna stick the 25 up in his face
Lets ride, stepping outside like warriors
Head
(Here are the thrill seekers)
The loose mic with two stripes, keeps moving
Like turnpikes, nothing average like the mastered assassin
We bring
(Here are the thrill seekers)
The loose mic with two stripes, keeps moving
Like turnpikes, nothing average like the mastered assassin
We bring
Ride wit ya bae
Rah ride wit ya bae
Ride wit ya bae
Rah ride wit ya bae
Ride wit ya bae
When this life be so cra
I just
They rah rah rah riding
bam bam bam
The bitch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him automatic fires
You can run the red lights but read the street signs, heyy
This for all of y'all that keep on raisin hell
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade
what I wanna be (10 Hoe!)
I wanna be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe)
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted
ass niggas ride!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" [Repeat: x2]
And we never let hoe ass niggas ride!
[Bun B]
It's
My favorite pistol, cause when I let that bitch ride
I know the homicide is being carried out in official
Niggas steady bumpin guns, but don't want
struggles of a playa in the chill
Come on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
Shot-shot callers
(Shot up the chrome and let's swang)
Tigers all up in
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qu'ran
Niggaz get shook like 5-0
My forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for survival
Money makin plans, pistol
An Oakland is a term for broke bitches makin grip
When we sip
We laid out, to drip-drip dry
We be slip-slip ride
Through the Town doin' high-bys
When
To ride around on twenties
It's only life to ride around with the semi
Get outta bounce
I won't blow the whistle - I'mma blow
The pistol - ya hear me?
Quit
to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever
We can buck it out til ???
Chorus-8x
(Project Pat)
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some
only try nothing e fit do
God dey by my right and my other side
Together we ride and we cruising so fast yeah!
I press on like an iron
Made my crooked
(take money)
Verse One: 2Pac
First off, touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be
[Chorus: x4]
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie [Repeat: x8]
Let's Ride [Repeat: x3]
Get High [Repeat: x3]
[Biggie, BizzyBone & KrayzieBone]
Armed
[Featuring 2Pac]
2Pac:
Nigga, we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A., nigga, whatever you
niggas want. We bringin' it! Thug luv, nigga.
R.I.P Big
We some niggaz that's gonna make you proud of this game
Smell me? (Jones, Capo)
Cash Money (Santana)
Dipset (Lil Weezy)
Let's Ride
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