Search results for 'ridin by mya' Page #403

then you
Wrecked it you's a bad dude
We was getting robbed on the
Job by the weak man
Least I got my dawgs taking
Boss on the beat man now we gone

it'self, he can't change a bin
Thought I couldn't get rich 'cause
The color of my skin
Mr backdoor C4, he done done it again
Ridin' 'round in cars that
Don't

ridin', diamonds, hustlin'
Yeah I'm still grindin', strivin'
Struggling never will I ever go
Back to that penitentiary
Lights camera action
My life is

(No cap, for real) think that was on dick
Why they ridin' my shit
Why they actin' like hoes
I could buy me a bitch (Come here)
And I tried to be humble

Ridin' by myself
Drive through all the city streets
Enter paradise or hell
You'll never get rid of me

Like a parasite inside
You'll find me in your

around and squeal (might rat)
I'm coming by myself
Right in where you live (ya crib)
Im runnin right down why you with your kids
(fuck it) you gotta go

me
Nah bitch, I ain't your homie
Stack this money by my load
Small circle, in the zone
Back then they used to hold me
Now I'm hot, they all up on me

2 stories
I can't wear regular shit, it's too boring

So when she see a nigga like me she come join
This designer shit, got a "O" of marijuana
By

the ladies walk by
They go in the store and
Touch every product inside
I say nobody sees it and they
Act like it's a long shot
Is there a pubic hair floatin'

ridin' still
She my main thang, I let her ride the wheel
I been sorta playin', I'mma try for real
Cause if somebody get her
I'mma die for real
I'm the only

Quintin jon too loud

I was ridin' with the pretty bitch
On the way to get some fish and chips
I got a call from the clique with this
You broke

Standing on the corner suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset
And Jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz

was?
(What the fuck you thought this was?)
Ridin' double R, bitch, I'm really rich
(yeah)
In the club, pass the bucket to Richey Rich
(yeah) just me,

Tryna get off this zip before 3
Remember that Cobalt
Ridin' 'round four deep
How was you lame in school now you so street?
George, been had the walkie

"We're not drug dealerswe're fundraisers"

Check 4, 54, 5 check, Check
Now when my cousin through
In that all-blue Kitted
They was ridin down Venice

On the highway, ridin', laughin'
Then I wake up to your pillow full of makeup
Maybe we should breakup
For the sake of our sanity
I've had enough drama to last me

the runway
Off White denim, Dior sneakers
Yeah, I love her, but don't need her
Man, my hard head turned me evil
Look in the mirror, see the reaper
I'm by

on me
Now it's time for Hollywood to gimme a star
(Gimme my star)
I remember ridin' public transportation
Now I'm pullin' up in multiple cars
(Skrrt) i go

by your backbone, that's cold
Steal from you
Then help you look for what they stole
Ever since a tadpole
I been thuggin' on parole
Now I hop out

he get his raps off
I'm watchin' his every move
So if he say he got a play
Then best believe I'm ridin' too
That's my dog, that's my nigga
Got his back

dialin'
You support a nigga guess they
Call it dick ridin'
Surrounded by drug dealers I was misguided
Tell the girl it wasn't love
We was big vibing oou
How

to the hill county
Where a march was being played
But a soldier grabbed me by the hand
And said, "my friend you cannot stay."

Speedin' down
Speedin' down

can see all the green and the envy
It's fake love
Thats enough
Ridin my coattails and my nuts
Cause my capital greater
They storming the crater
For

tell by the way that I stand in the way, that I, ayy, ayy, ayy
Top of the mountain, you silence my sound, I cannot take any va-cay'-cay'-cay'
Slaughter