Ridin’ Spinners Ringtones

In a world like today It's a rare occasion to be able To see young mothers like the ones That were around when I grew up But they live on in memory To quite a few of us And this song is dedicated To those who cherish that memory Early one Sunday morning Breakfast was on the table There was no time to eat She said to me, "Boy, hurry to Sunday school" Filled with her load of glory We learned the holy story She'll always have her dreams Despite the things this troubled world can bring Oh, Sadie Don't you know we love you Sweet Sadie Place no one above you Sweet Sadie (well, well, well) Living in the past Some times it seems so funny But no money will turn your life around Sweeter than cotton candy Stronger than papa's old brandy Always that needed smile Once in awhile she would break down and cry Some times she'd be so happy Just being with us and daddy Standing the worst of times Breaking the binds with just a simple song Oh, Sadie (oh, Sadie, baby) Don't you know we love you (she'll love us all in a special way) Sweet Sadie (well, well, well) Place no one above you Sweet Sadie (sweet Sadie livin' in the past) Living in the past Oh, she's never sinnin' In love she's always winnin, yeah Sadie (My, my, my, my, my) Don't you know we love you (I love you, mama) Sweet Sadie Place no one above you (I just can't forget) Sweet Sadie (how you gave me love, oh, Lord) Living in the past If there's a heaven up above I know she's teaching angels how to love Sadie (It's a mean world without you) Don't you know we love you Sweet Sadie (all the love you showed) Place no one above you (oh, I could never, ever doubt her lovely word) Sweet Sadie Living in the past Ain't it funny that in the end it's not money It's just the love you gave us all

I'm ridin', ridin', ridin' Twinsmatic Pour elle j'prends l'prochaine exit, grâce à elle je fuckin' existe Propre sur moi poches pleines de khaliss, j'aime pas qu'ces putes me résistent Appelle-moi misogyne ou sexiste Tu feras pas la belle longtemps, tu lâches num' quand t'entends le V10 Ennemis assis sur l'obélisque, quand ça rer-ti, ils obéissent La piraterie n'est jamais finie, 9-2, Dakar, Paname, BX Jette nous dans la Seine, pour qu'on s'assainisse L'Huracán fuck ton CX, on fait le bien, que Dieu nous bénisse (Mmmh) J'me suis évadé J'ai creusé tunnel dans son cœur, j'me suis évadé J'fais dans la perf' pas dans la longueur, vous le savez J'ai creusé tunnel dans son cœur, j'me suis évadé Ridin', ridin' (Wooh wooh wooh) Ridin', ridin' Tu veux visiter Jamaica, t'as juste à goûter ma beuh Tu veux voir c'que c'est Africa, t'as juste à m'sucer la queue Elle veut le faire toute la nuit, la coquine a gobée un xeu Elle s'demande pourquoi elle a mal, en vrai elle s'en rappelle un peu Rail de CC sur ma euq-zer, j'suis MJ, 23, at the buzzer Hollywood money, Warner Brothers, j'pèse des millions motherfucker J'parle au monde pas à l'inspecteur, akhi aucun sont des tueurs Homard, lobster, heavy butter, Anelka quand j'parle à l'entraineur Izi J'me suis évadé J'ai creusé tunnel dans son cœur, j'me suis évadé J'fais dans la perf' pas dans la longueur, vous le savez J'ai creusé tunnel dans son cœur, j'me suis évadé Ridin', ridin' (Wooh wooh wooh) Ridin', ridin' J'ai fait des erreurs, dans la vie rien ne s'efface J'suis fait pour une seule femme, pour plusieurs pétasses J'assume mes crimes, mes péchés Transporte ma peine comme Jason Statham Quand j'prends la haine, j'blâme pas le sheitan Rien ne s'efface J'suis fait pour une seule femme, pour plusieurs pétasses J'assume mes crimes, mes péchés Transporte ma peine et l'poids des médailles Quand j'prends la haine, j'blâme pas le sheitan, non, non, non J'me suis évadé J'ai creusé tunnel dans son cœur, j'me suis évadé J'fais dans la perf' pas dans la longueur, vous le savez J'ai creusé tunnel dans son cœur, j'me suis évadé Ridin', ridin' (Wooh wooh wooh) Ridin', ridin' Ridin', ridin', ridin' Ridin', ridin', ridin' Ridin', ridin'

Since I left ain't too much changed Yeah, 'cept for the pilot First-class virgin, wanna ride in purple-violet? Well stick beside your boy, I'll put a word in Sneak you behind the curtain while I VIP park my bourbon If the Slums can't party, then fuck it We'll take the parking lot and then throw a thirty rock in a bucket My folks looking like Joe Dirt with that curb service That LSD trip shit, bitch, is your knees hurtin'? Blue skies, black suede leather Bumpin' Pink Floyd in May weather Windows down on that grey Monte Carlo Embedded rubber on concrete, leavin' trails on the paved letters On that Powell-Peralta concave I kick, push through childhood, I've come of age Ask me how I'm doin', the shit is gold, really, though Catfish, really, though, and Billy done did it, ho (Did it, ho) Yeah, we went from counting the O's in the SpaghettiOs To countin' zeros, oh, what a heavy load Stakes are high, but the Chevy's low We still ridin' (Still ridin') Yeah, we went from counting the O's in the SpaghettiOs To countin' zeros, oh, what a heavy load Stakes are high, but the Chevy's low We still ridin' (Still ridin') (Yeah, yeah) Still ridin' (Still ridin', yeah) Stakes are high but the Chevy's low (Yeah, yeah) We still ridin' (Still ridin', yeah) Yeah, yeah Still ridin' (Still ridin', yeah, yeah, yeah) Stakes are high but the Chevy's low (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We still ridin' Like a Clydesdale chariot, beatin' these 808s up, up, up Area 51, Paganistic and alien No Christian Dior adorns the native son Drippin' Dixie since '81 Sippin' whiskey since Raekwon spit hit page one Nerd shit, that gamma-ray gun That any day come, fuck a rap punk sucker, I'm a bum Tornado picked up my trailer, I'm in a new zone How do you go from group home to Luke Combs? 'Cause I'm a Matrix in itself, a true song Plus I hit the Oracle up, red or a blue phone (Marshall) Yeah, and I made it with little profit I got an eye from a wizard because I stake the pocket Ask me how I'm doing, this shit is gold, really, though Catfish, really, though, and Billy done did it, ho (Did it, ho) Yeah, we went from counting the O's in the SpaghettiOs To countin' zeros, oh, what a heavy load Stakes are high, but the Chevy's low We still ridin' (Still ridin') Yeah, we went from counting the O's in the SpaghettiOs To countin' zeros, oh, what a heavy load Stakes are high, but the Chevy's low We still ridin' (Still ridin') (Yeah, yeah) Still ridin' (Still ridin', yeah) Stakes are high but the Chevy's low (Yeah, yeah) We still ridin' (Still ridin', yeah) Yeah, yeah Still ridin' (Still ridin', yeah, yeah, yeah) Stakes are high but the Chevy's low (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We still ridin'

(Lazy Susan, lazy Susan) I can't stand to wait A minute longer There must be some way To let you know Our love is ready My heart is beating fast I'm growin' weaker And I don't know how long I can last I've been standing here Since early morning (Lazy Susan, lazy Susan) (Wake up) Tossin' pebbles at your window pane (Lazy Susan, lazy Susan) I'm tryin' to wake ya 'Cause I'm so all alone I've got to see ya And I won't believe that You're not home Wake up, Susan Don't you know what you're missing I'm right here Wake up, Susan Don't you know what you're missing I'm right here I'm right here (I'm right here) I can't wait to put my Arms around ya, baby Only if it's for a little while (Lazy Susan, lazy Susan) Oh, my body's achin' I want you, oh, so bad Why can't you hear me If you just wake up I'd be so glad Wake up, Susan Don't you know what you're missing I'm right here Wake up, Susan Don't you know what you're missing I'm right here I'm right here Wake up, Susan You've been missing love (Don't you know what you're missing) I'm right here Wake up, Susan You've been missing love (Don't you know what you're missing) I'm right here Wake up, Susan (Don't you know what you're missing) I'm right here Wake up, Susan I've been throwin' them pebbles (Don't you know what you're missing) I'm right here

When I was seventeen I ran away from home and from everything I had ever known I was sick and tired Living in a town Filled with narrow minds and hate They used to laugh at me The children called me names I would ran and hide Feelin' so ashamed just for being born I was just a boy punished for a crime That was not mine Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child Oh baby, Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child No one tried to understand Papa did the best a man could do A child reality Is paid for by his folks fancy fairy tales Are born and sold by those Who can well afford Time to make believe Childhood dreams can still come true Uh, huh- huh- huh So I've been wandering Traveling all around Guess it ain't my style To live in just one town Still I'll never know Why a child is blamed, ridiculed and shamed We're all the same Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child I'm a witness that life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child child Oh, baby Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child Life ain't so easy Yeah, hey, hey When you're a ghetto child Life can be rough Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child The going gets tough Yeah, but remember Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child Things gotta change, gotta change, yeah, yeah! Life ain't so easy When you're a ghetto child Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, I'm a ghetto boy Life ain't so easy

Once there was a boy and girl Boy said, "I love you so" Girl said, "I'll never leave you" They grew older and left each other 'Cause that's the way love goes That's the way love goes Then there's a time Seems like you'll never find Someone willing to love you Keep on lookin', you'll soon discover A mighty love Will sometimes make you weep and moan A mighty love You'll sit all day by the telephone 'Cause you're all alone You need a mighty love Hey Some say that you're sure to find True love and peace of mind At the end of a rainbow There's no sign in the sky to follow 'Cause that's the way love goes Baby, that's the way love goes And so there's a rhyme That says life will soon be fine Love is just what you make it Keep on lovin', you'll soon discover A mighty love Will sometimes make a weak man strong A mighty love Will sometimes make a rich man weep And knock him off his feet To have a mighty love Mighty, mighty, mighty, mighty Mighty, mighty love Jones (mighty love) Comin' down on me baby, yeah Hey, hey (mighty love) I can feel the world gettin' brighter Brighter with your lovin' (mighty love) You see baby With a mighty love you can Sometimes turn the world around (mighty love) With a mighty love you can, you can Turn the world around sometimes Yes you can, uh (mighty love) Hey baby Makes music have a ha-ha-happy sound (mighty love) Makes you move, makes you groove You got the feelin' head is reelin' Come on (mighty love) Oh-oh, ha-ha I gon' gon' gon' gon' get your lovin'

Hey play that music Oneureun naega ganeundero Bam hyanggie i bunwigie chwihal su itge Yeeee Nuguboda nareul deo saenggakhae Yeowangcheoreom nareul deo mosillae Yeogieseon hanagachi Romaui beobeul ttarattara Cherish me cherish me cherish me Meomchujima Hit the lights lets go Moduui party party party mammamia Oneul i bamui bamui bamui sijagiya(iya) Mammamia(mia) ireoke bureul barkhyeojwo! Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Sijakhae its time to be ok Its so amazing! Naega dotboil su inneun geollo Jomyeongarae kkaman silluet Deo bichi nage yeeee Nuguboda nareul deo saenggakhae Yeowangcheoreom nareul deo mosillae Yeogieseon hanagachi romaui beobeul ttarattara Cherish me cherish me cherish me Meomchujima Hit the lights lets go Moduui party party party mammamia Oneul i bamui bamui bamui sijagiya(iya) Mammamia(mia) ireoke bureul barkhyeojwo! Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Sijakhae its time to be ok Nugudo yesang motae sumgyeojin nae moseube Nollaekyeo jul neol sarojabeul Tteugeoun i bam burn it up! Hit the lights lets go Moduui party party party mammamia Oneul i bamui bamui bamui sijagiya(iya) Mammamia(mia) ireoke bureul barkhyeojwo! Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Rappappari rappappari rom(huu!) Sijakhae its time to be ok

Ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up I'm in my zone *** Get stuck in the ribs by old bone crusher 2 tone leather with a soul of a hustler Tryna stack mail, stealin' clothes from my brother People wanna know am I close to my mother I'm a premature baby, I'm ahead of the others Yes, I'm aware of the gutter Ahead of my time, the games gettin' smothered I stay on the grind but it's only gettin' rougher *** think I'm playin' 'til they smokin' like a muffler 'Bout to take flight and land, open on you bustas Catch me if you can in a world full of suckas *** keep sinfin', they wanna be usher Until they get they eyes and coffin closed by the usher Them punches won't work, you need more muster Lord, lay 'em down, he need no sufferin', *** When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up Hmm, on my road to riches I done seen a lot of roaches and *** That's why the Dogg keep goin' the distance But *** don't know when to listen That's why *** And stay in touch with my competition I'm in touch with my composition Roll a ***, it's the ***, yeah, we got prescriptions Just a G 5, no aggressions Pick a side, yeah, you know we *** And through my eyes I see the world different A hundred G's to record with 'em Hit the gas, get me more engine This is somethin' that was born in 'em No game for a *** just forfeit 'em I'm in tune gimme more rhythm I let the *** and the swords hit 'em Aw, please like a force emblem Now make dead with the mortician ***, it's big Snoop Dogg Ya best to listen, ya heard me? When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up When I'm ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up

Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky. As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die. And I'm gone, gone, gone. Gone Ridin'. Well I broke up with my baby, told myself I won't cry. Broke up with my baby, told myself a lie. And I'm gone, gone, gone. Gone Ridin'. Get gone Cal. Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky. As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die. And I'm gone, gone, gone. Gone Ridin'. Gone Ridin'.

Ridin' round and my car's low (What you waitin' for?) I feel like I hit the lotto (What you waitin' for?) I'm ridin' around and my girl's high (What you waitin for?) We're ridin' around just to get by (What the fuck you waitin' for?) I'm ridin' round and my car's low (What you waitin' for?) I feel like I hit the lotto (What you waitin' for?) I'm ridin' around and my girl's high (What you waitin for?) We're ridin' around just to get by (What the fuck you waitin' for?) I don't gotta hide, no I don't got reason to lie I don't need your drama, I don't need you to survive You don't gotta say it 'cause I know that you don't like me You and all your friends can open wide, go on and bite me I know I'm some shit And I'm cool with it You can't tell me shit, don't come and share your dialect Ridin' round your city like the cops now 'Cause there's no way that we're gonna stop now I'm ridin' around and my car's low (What you waitin' for?) I feel like I hit the lotto (What you waitin' for?) I'm ridin around and my girl's high (What you waitin for?) We're ridin' around just to get by (What the fuck you waitin' for?) I'm ridin' round and my car's low (What you waitin' for?) I feel like I hit the lotto (What you waitin' for?) I'm ridin' around and my girl's high (What you waitin for?) We're ridin' around just to get by (What the fuck you waitin' for?) I know it sounds strange, but I used to count change On the counter at the grocery store, the bags I would arrange Now his face is looking kinda flustered He didn't know that I was my own hustler Baby, understand I don't need a man Fuck me over, I'll fuck you worse then take off to Japan He thought I couldn't cross the street Without holdin' his hand And that if he did his dirt he'd get off with a reprimand Oh no oh no oh no oh my Oh my oh my Now we're ridin' round your city with the top down Ridin' round your city like cops now Oh no oh no oh no oh my Oh my oh my oh my Ridin' around your city with the top down 'Cause my passenger is pretty, we won't stop now

(Feat. Juicy J) (Chorus x2) Still ridin clean, makin cheese, and gettin my dick sucked Still makin cheese, ridin clean, and gettin my dick sucked (Project Pat) I swear I'm going through a thang but I gotta snap back Give it all to God its tha pistol but tha crack back Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap Dealin wit this mob lice watchin studio phone tapped You best believe that I could see it from a mile away Thought that my girl was down sleepin wit tha enemy Tha streets are dangerous I could be dead anyday That's why I'm ridin wit my dog smokin plenty hay Thi shit contagious doin dope and its killin me Even though I know I hit tha snow is you feelin me I'm lookin good twenty-three's on that flippin paint Them twelve golds in my mouth makin these bitches faint Now can't a nigga see I ain't got no time for games I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang But fuck dat one of my young niggas'll take tha charge I'm stackin loot muthafuck lookin behind some bars (Chorus x4) (Project Pat) Out slangin brickas tha project nigga row-a A playa that's fa show-a I'm chargin a hoe-a You weak niggas know-a you step and I fire Yo life will expire you need to retire Yo bitch call me sire she flat like a tire Shot nut in her eye-a on that I don't lie-a Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain I'm out dodgin felonies and fuck dat coke Cause a nigga lovin these streets and that's of course Mane I hate to see tha judge face and that's fa sho Prayin that he'll drop the charge and let me go Cause I like smokin good green Motel-io Stick my dick in a hoe's mouth and there I go Getting drunk off of liquor and smokin this dope Put tha green in tha Swisher I'm gettin blowed (Chorus x4) (Juicy J) You know who you are you hatin ass bitch You tried to change yo name but you can chew on my dick I ain't playin wit you hoes and you federal snitches Wanna walk up to this pimp and get a hole in ya tensions Always talkin 'bout the Juice hoe I been on tha town I done blowed a hundred g's hoe you homey tha clown You can call ya girlfriend and me & Pancho can meet her She can lick our ass out or she can suck on our peters North North is tha hood bitch you know we are real Know you scared to ride through know you gon' meet tha steel Can't forget about you cowards you be high when you talk Nigga I fuck yo fat ass wife and put her on tha house Juicy J is tha playa that you love to hate Boy you betta get a deal or try to sell you some weight Everytime you see me comin lemons know what I mean Cause I been ridin Bentley, Roys, and I'm still on tha scene (Chorus x4)

Driving all night, too many miles to go Pedal to the metal, listenin' to the radio I got three days to get from Cheyenne to San Antone That's the life of a cowboy ridin' the rodeo Well, my backside's sore and I'm movin' kinda slow But when I hit Okie City there's a barrel racer that I know Just a little home cookin' and some lovin' to ease my bones, yeah That's the life of a cowboy ridin' the rodeo Ride cowboy ride, hold on for your life Eight seconds is a long, long time when you're sittin' on dynamite Well, you can't make money, buddy, if you get thrown That's the life of a cowboy ridin' the rodeo Well, I might get lucky down in ol' San Antone Find a little Texas girl I could call my own That lone star lovin's the best I've ever known That's the life of a cowboy ridin' the rodeo Ride cowboy ride, hold on for your life Eight seconds is a long, long time when you're sittin' on dynamite Well, you can't make money, buddy, if you get thrown That's the life of a cowboy ridin' the rodeo Yeah, that's the life of a cowboy ridin' the rodeo

Hey, yeah Thugger I'm just gonna go all the way street with it, you know what I'm saying Cause I got a real street nigga with me, you know what I'm saying So answer my question Is you riding for the case you know? Is you down bout the case you know? Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes and evasive folks I'm riding for the cops you know I'm riding with my dogs you know If you don't want to go oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure For sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so he gon' wet it up Your bitches need to come and get wetted up These bitches seen this swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up You bumbaclot, you know we ain't scared of you You know just what we at on the regular I was just was chilling today I was just relaxing today I just made a bitty bitty k I was just chilling today I'm just tryna dodge the cops Spent my last 50 bands on a watch Nigga playing I'ma laugh on the spot Ho I can make you look like an ametuer tonight I can fuck a bitch on a bus like she Rosa Parks Nigga's diamonds soaking wet, yours dark Keep me out it baby, that between y'all Fuck her bad like I'm tryna catch a charge Fuck her fast like I'm tryna catch a charge Yeah, play with me in broad nigga, I'ma shoot a motherfucker in their yard That nigga need a bird, call Tyrone Yeah, I'ma fuck your bitch while you all gone Yeah you all gone, but the dog home And the panties that your daughter don't have on She gon' get what she wants, temper tantrum Every freezin' diamond she got ain't no silicone I'm a gangster, I was hanging at a killer's home And my girl kinda crazy so tell me Is you riding for the case you know? Is you down bout the case you know? Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes and evasive folks I'm riding for the cops you know I'm riding with my dogs you know If you don't want to go oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure For sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so he gon' wet it up Your bitches need to come and just wet me up These bitches seen this swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up You bumbaclot, you know we ain't scared of you You know just what we at on the regular I just mixed the perc with some molly Nigga I'm in back of the back In your club and you show up strapped Pussy, I ain't even know that you rap Shooters gon' pull up in that whack shit, yeah Drive by and start an exit, yeah Dump the whole clip in my ex-bitch, yeah Eat the pussy [?] on some fat shit, yeah Put a case on that pussy 'cause I'ma smash it If I eat it she gotta be a Kardashian Police pulling us over, she gon' stash it And I know she ain't gon' say shit Any rapper in the city I don't play with Any time I pull up in broad day shit Call my shooters from the go and they gon' spray shit Now she want to fuck me now, I got a waitlist Told the judge I'm [?] from probation And I got to get this money on vacation Verified in the streets, fuck a placement Put this 40 in his face, rearrange shit I ain't got time, I got [?] Me and Thug pulling up, I'm with Slime That's a fake ass Rolex, boy you wasting time I don't know about yours but I'm chasing mine Is you riding for the case you know? Is you down bout the case you know? Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes and evasive folks I'm riding for the cops you know I'm riding with my dogs you know If you don't want to go oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure For sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so he gon' wet it up Your bitches need to come and just wet me up These bitches seen this swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up You bumbaclot, you know we ain't scared of you You know just what we at on the regular

Yeah Uh-huh Cash Davis on the beat, yeah Reminiscin', sat in county a week, was in there chillin' How the fuck I ain't end up in there when we was really drillin'? Can't afford to take a loss again, I know the feeling Damn, why the fuck you always in your feelings? I been bangin' with Wopskino fair since we was children They killed Tracey that same night when we was out there chillin' I started rappin', how the fuck I end up with some millions? Me and Cap was sippin' drip like we ain't have no ceilings Nigga, Max was on them hits, so he couldn't have no feelings All them bitches under his belt and ain't got no civilians Just like eeny, miney, moe, he hop out right there, get 'em Damn, how you know? 'Cause I was right there with him If I'm in interrogations, I'ma claim my innocence I won't pay you back with vengeance, kill you, count these Benjamins Spittin' similes, foenem listenin', knockin' out they sentences Labels tryna meet me 'bout, uh, handle with due diligence Go'n and raise your hand, went to war with no limit Don't see too many, we militant Had that new foreign, bent the wheel on it Park it in mama garage and just chill in it Got bullet holes in it, who been in it? Tint it, be right back in a minute Niggas hearin' stories, they thinkin' we finished Next day, we was back out on business Got nothin' to prove, I'm just reflectin', God be my witness Don't disrespect 'cause I'll wet you and won't seek forgiveness The world really wanna know just how I'm livin' Gave it to 'em raw, so now I'm one of the realest And I still got the same killers rollin' with me Got my Glock, I'm playin' Nip, feel like a Rollin' 60 I already mentioned Duwop, I still roll with 60 Still got a temper, lose control, you would think I roll with Missy Niggas still mad, they pissy Know my block sad, they miss me Mama always said I'd be ridin' with heat So every time I slide, gotta kiss me Lil' bitch mad I bought wifey a Patek Ain't even gonna buy her some Tiffany I won't never let 'em catch me slippin' (uh-uh) So I'm ridin' with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) Gotta ride with it (ridin') Fightin' cases and shit, I still gotta ride with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) I'm still ridin' with it (ridin') I'ma die for this shit (grrt) And I love my hood, but you think I'ma die for this shit? (What?) All the niggas already died for this shit? Candlelights, niggas sneak diss on me, out there cryin' and shit All these bitches talkin' 'bout they love me, out there lyin' and shit Keep my heat, I don't like surprises And I see the envy all in your eyes, shit Devil in disguise want me to meet my demise Ain't no love in this shit Niggas watched me starve all in this shit Now I'm eatin', nigga say they hungry, got low carbs in all this shit Give no fuck, nigga, suck my dick You wouldn't be hittin' me if I wasn't rich Miles away, be hearin' this Then I come back 'round and niggas don't say shit 'Cause I ain't no bitch You wasn't ridin' 'round with them licks tryna get your lick back When this shit crack and see an opp It feel like Christmas, nigga finna gift wrap him And I spent so much stackin' this shit, I forgotten it Hit the A, they love me, I feel like I'm Dominique (Wilkins) Did some Louis kicks, I mixed the Virgil top with it (killed 'em) Urus truck, I copped the whip, then slut, your bop in it (swervin') So I'm ridin' with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) Gotta ride with it (ridin') Fightin' cases and shit, I still gotta ride with it (ridin') Yeah, I'm ridin' with it (ridin' with it) I'm still ridin' with it (ridin') I'ma die for this shit

Riding with no, Yeah In that 2 door smash (ridin' with no roof) 29 39 hunnit Riding with no roof Smash, dash Riding with no roof Too many hoes I cannot choose ouu Riding with no roof What is that smell? Somebody burning on boof Riding with no roof Sake my gang, that's what I bang that's my crew Riding with no roof (yeah) Hoes wanna fuck me, they wanna steal all my juice Riding with no roof Aye no you can't hang with me rob with me bang with me Pussy boy you do not shoot You sleeping boy why you on snooze You have no clue D Savage up in the booth Plotting on making a mil Signing them deals, no talking, this shit is real Competition wanna lurk, I know it hurt D Savage busy with work Check it out, but I'm riding with no roof Skrt skrt bitch I'm gone did me wrong so bitch we thru Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Riding with no roof Skrrt, smash Riding with no roof You are not cool you are not bool Momma got mad cause I'm ditching school I hang w them goons I hang with gorillas Heavy drug dealers, and hang with the killers I had to leave, the block was too hot Thick lil momma she giving out top I had to change, switch up my ways Look at me now, young nigga get paid These bitches they flirt (1, 2) They pull up my shirt, i treat them like dirt Ok The kush make me burp(1, 2) Ok, Uh you want a verse then send me the beat and pay first Uh, yeah (ridin' with no roof) Savage, yeah Ayy, yeah (ridin' with no roof) Jack, Jack, Jack, graah Jack, young niggas Niggas Jack, shit go bap

She gets mad when I don't pay the bills on time Stayed up waiting on me when I got home late last night She bends for me but she ain't gonna break The more she gives, the more I take Well, anybody else would just walk away But she's still riding shotgun Yeah, she's still the one That makes my heart beat fast And has my back even when I think she's done She's never trying to change me Knows who I am Even when I'm wrong No, she don't give a damn And whenever I need her smile She's always got one Yeah, she's still riding shotgun I get upset and then I take it all out on her She does her best to forgive me for my worse What she means to me, she'll never know The kind of love that don't always show Well, anybody else would just hit the road But she's still riding shotgun Yeah, she's still the one That makes my heart beat fast And has my back even when I think she's done She's never trying to change me Knows who I am Even when I'm wrong No, she don't give a damn And whenever I need her smile She's always got one Yeah, she's still riding shotgun Well, Heaven only knows how I got this lucky I never seen angel on Earth But she must be Always looking out for me even when her feelings take the backseat But she's still riding shotgun Yeah, she's still riding shotgun Yeah, she's still riding shotgun Yeah, she's still the one That makes my heart beat fast And has my back even when I think she's done She's never trying to change me Knows who I am Even when I'm wrong No, she don't give a damn And whenever I need her smile She's always got one Yeah, she's still riding shotgun Right next to me, how it's supposed to be Yeah, she's still riding shotgun

They shootin' This is the sound baby We ridin' on these bitch ass niggaz Joe Crack, here we go La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies I thought I told you stay back, you ain't listen the first time He's the one that I spit in my first rhyme Now, I'm knockin' at your door With the pistols little bitch niggaz you ain't ready for war, my enemies He's runnin' scared screamin, "Crack's back" So my nigga take that, niggaz tryin' to hate Crack I'm bringin' '88 back, we stay strapped comin' for cowards Fuck the 9's, man we comin' with choppers Like brat-dat-dit-at that's the sound of them guns When we come and you run 'Cause you scared and you fear everything you heard about about us We murder cowards, I know you heard about my words Now, niggaz bow down La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies One time for my nigga Cool, two time for my nigga Dre The whole M I A, I don't know what you tryin' to portray But you don't want to see them send my spray Goin' against our way, stop, admit it God forbid it, the way these choppers spit it You drop in minutes and I don't know how you dare Nigga stop actin' like a bitch you scared Niggaz, listen here and we ain't finished 'til your mamma's in the church Screamin, "Why they took my son up on off this earth?" I know it hurts and this is the sound when we ride Niggaz die when our crews collide My enemies La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies Uhh, Cool and Dre on this one, Cali, what's up nigga? Ohh, shout out my nigga Coolie? All my buddies with moneys and gold teeth We ridin 'Fast and Furious', my nigga Shocker hit me up I said this is sound when we ride on our enemies La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is the sound when we ride on our enemies

Ridin' the storm out, waitin' for the thaw out On a full moon night in the rocky mountain winter Wine bottle's are low, watching for the snow Thinking about what have I've been missing in the city And I'm not missing a thing Just watchin' the full moon crossing the range Ridin' the storm out, ridin' the storm out Ridin' the storm out, ridin' the storm out Lady beside me and she's there to guide me She says that alone we've finally found our home And the wind outside is frightening But it's kinder than the lightning life in the city It's a hard enough to live but it gives back of what you give Oh when I'm not missing a thing Just watchin' the full moon crossing the range And I'm ridin' the storm out, ridin' the storm out Ridin' the storm out, ridin' the storm out, woah, yes I'm baby Ridin' the storm out, just waitin' for the fall out On a full moon night in the rocky mountain winter Wine bottle's are low, just watching for the snow Thinking about what have I've been missing in the city Oh, oh, oh and I'm not missing a thing baby Just watchin' the full moon crossing the range Ridin' the storm out, ridin' the storm out, oh yeah Ridin' the storm out, I've been ridin', gonna keep on ridin' Ooh baby I've been ridin' the storm out, yes I will

Mmmmmmmm, oh yeah girl! Drop my coat on the seat close the door. Drive away with my heart on the floor. Cause ain't nobody ridin' shotgun next me (oh yeah) Took me awhile to try to figure it out... Now I know just what it's all about... I need someone to fill the space right next to me (oh yes I do) Cause I been ridin' solo... Now I need a woman to take a little ride with me. Cause I been ridin' solo... Tired of ridin' by myself. I need a girl yeah I'm sitting here with my head in my hands... Wishing, hoping for love and romance yeah... If you think your lonely now is on the radio... Listen girl Took me awhile to try to figure it out... Now I know just what it's all about... I need someone to fill the space right next to me (Ohhhh) Cause I been ridin' solo... Now I need a woman to take a little ride with me. Cause I been ridin' solo... Tired of ridin' by myself... Help me... Holla back if you need a girl... (if you wanna) If you want a full-time in ya' world... Cause if you like me then I know your tired of ridin' solo (I need a girl) And it's killing me... Being all alone Cause a man really needs someone to call his owwwwnnnnnn, OOH baby baby ohhhhh Cause I been ridin' solo... Now I need a woman to take a little ride with me. Cause I been ridin' solo... Tired of ridin' by myself... Holla back if you need a girl... (if you wanna) If you want a full-time in ya' world... Cause if you like me then I know your tired of ridin' solo

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Yeah, yeah, yeah (Make it, make it clap for me, go with it) 가볍게 널 스치는 바람이 좋아 보여 그 표정을 읽을 수는 없는데 크게 튼 음악 볼륨 속에 우리 둘뿐인 이 공기 속에 넌 뭘 생각해? You got a way 나눠줘 너라는 세상 내 것은 이미 그 안에 있어 Baby tell me, are you ridin'? 곁에 있니? With me vibin' 내 거 맞니? Is this love? (Is it love? Is it love?) 그 처음이자 마지막 사랑 같은 거 Are you ridin'? 나를 믿고 가니? 내 거 맞니? 너답게 머물러줘 Never let go Are you ridin'? Yeah, are you ridin'? Ri-ri-ridin', ridin' (Are you, are you ridin'?) (Skrr, skrr) Are you ridin'? Are you ridin'? Are you ridin'? Look 도시는 우릴 위해 멈춘 듯해 긴 시간 달려왔던 세상 속 온전히 둘이던 그 단순했던 또 별났던 사건 우리만의 show 날 이끌어줘 보게 해줘 네 신호 You got a way 내게 맞출 필요는 없어 그 모습대로 내 옆에 있어 Baby tell me, are you ridin'? 곁에 있니? With me vibin' 내 거 맞니? Is this love? (Is it love? Is it love?) 그 처음이자 마지막 사랑 같은 거 Are you ridin'? 나를 믿고 가니? 내 거 맞니? 너답게 머물러줘 Never let go (Check it) I feel these vibes (Okay) Don't have a doubt (Check it out) 줄 수 있어 다 뭐든 뭐든 내 노래를 넣어 너의 playlist 내게 들어와 있는 거지? 그거면 돼 더 빠르게 갈 테니 Baby tell me, are you ridin'? 곁에 있니? With me vibin' 내 거 맞니? Is this love? (Is it love? Is it love, yeah?) 그 처음이자 마지막 사랑 같은 거 Are you ridin'? 나를 믿고 가니? 내 거 맞니? 너답게 머물러줘 Never let go (Go, oh-oh, no, no) Are you ridin'? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 내 거 맞니? Are you ridin'?

I'm outside 30 minutes, Tryna figure out Which car, Match my outfit CMON! (Chorus)2X The hardest decision i got to make (yeah) Which car i'm gon take when i skate (yeah) I'm ridin' big yo (big yo)... I'm ridin' big yo (big yo)... (Verse 1) Cadillac... Escalade... Candy red... I'm sittin' on blades... and uh. I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) 1979 trans am. All them niggaz can say is "goddamn!" (you saw troy car?) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) Lexus coupe (cmon), Q45 (cmon) Gettin' my dick sucked. While i drive, nigga. I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) 745 on chrome giovanni's, Who in the hell is these niggaz callin' country, baby. I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) (Chorus) (Verse 2) Stop! Hit ya horn! (uh huh) Blink ya lights! (c'mon) Swerve... That thang...(uh huh) To the right,(c'mon) Make... Sure you...(uh huh) Got big rims...(c'mon) The whip up on the clown... time to peel! Gto's... Chevy chevelles... I'm pushin' mine home... To the ATL... yeah I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) 1996 impala... Turbo on that bitch... Straight holla! (haha) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) I'm ridin' big yo...(big yo) (Chorus) (Verse 3) (Pt baby!) I envisioned my rims... Since i was 19 (c'mon!) Pukang white, interior dark green.(c'mon!) Know what i mean. Know how it feel.(c'mon!)(c'mon!) To come to the crib... And muthafuckin' chill... Like THAT! In my garage...(c'mon!) I'm kickin' it hard...(c'mon!) A charlestown nigga.(c'mon!) Not charles in charge.yeah To get to where i'm at you got to do what i done did... Thats if you wanna ride big! DSGB we ridin' big (we ridin' big) (well uh huh!) To my nigga DJ clue (we ridin' big)(well uh huh!) All my homies on the southside ridin' big (ridin' big)(well uh huh!) All my homies on the westside ridin' big (ridin' big)(well uh huh!) All my homies on the eastside ridin' big (ridin' big)(well uh huh!) All my homies on the northside ridin' big (ridin' big)(well uh huh!) Miss PT, i'm comin' hard at ya kid (well uh huh!) Cause the only way i ride... Is BIG!

Yuh, knahmtalkinbout We over here in the Gridiron, three in the mornin' This song here is dedicated to all them boys that put it down befo' us The foundation, know'm talkin' bout? Pimpin' hoes, slammin' Cadillac do's (already) Shawty understand this is how we roll (already) Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues (already) VA to H-Town yeah you already know Choppin' on blades so amazin' (already) Look at them boy's teeth, that's crazy (already) The lean and the weed got us lazy (already) Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know I'm comin' straight out of the South, with my nuts in my hand It's the Swishahouse, The third coast, the state of Texas that's my land Who's the man that's in demand, it's Paul Wall baby yeah that's me I put it down on that Gov Bang, but now I reside on that South Lee And I'm hustlin, on the grind, seventy-two, I was straight No time to eat or sleep, I'm stackin' licks that just won't wait I'm campaignin' for a Benz, on the rims with bubble lens So I'm stackin' every dollar I see, Hundreds, fifties, twenties and tens Do's open and do's close, never sweat hoes, players get chose Hustle and flow, cars close, that's the player life that I know Roll the dank up, where's the 'dro, po' the drank up, where's the fo' Stackin' money all on the low and we still ridin' dirty pimpin' Pimpin' hoes, slammin' Cadillac do's (already) Shawty understand this is how we roll (already) Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues (already) VA to H-Town yeah you already know Choppin' on blades so amazin' (already) Look at them boy's teeth, that's crazy (already) The lean and the weed got us lazy (already) Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know I'm ridin' drop-top on them roller Skates, candy Charlie ranchin' paint Enjoyin' the spoils of hard work, In grind mode tryin' to get that bank I don't know what these boys thank, my motivation is Benjamin Franklin I'm tryin' to maintain this wealth that I been calculatin' Gettin' money that's all I know, on my toes never off my note Wood grain and hundred spokes, I weigh the trunk just like a pro I grind it's off to work I go, I hustle hard it's non-stop And if I flop I switch the hustle, I learn the game and then set-up shop I'm strivin' to make it to the top, It's all or nothin' no turnin' back I'm with them boys out on the block, accumulatin' them paper stacks I'm makin' money it's where it's at, whatever it takes, crackerjack In love with my money and that's a Fact and we still ridin' dirty pimpin' Pimpin' hoes, slammin' Cadillac do's (already) Shawty understand this is how we roll (already) Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues (already) VA to H-Town yeah you already know Choppin' on blades so amazin' (already) Look at them boy's teeth, that's crazy (already) The lean and the weed got us lazy (already) Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know Right now we got the fifth wheel reclinin' Trunk is popped up, screens fallin' from the sky I got the candy paint sprayed by Eddie And I'm ridin' on that glassy chrome, all courtesy of my hustle game, Be a hustler's in my bloodline, I don't complain or whine I just get on my grind, puttin' in work overtime I learned overtime, many hustles of every kind Whatever it takes to make a dime, I keep that paper on my mind I was born blind, but now I see the road to riches It's a long road, full of hurdles potholes and ditches Benard Freeman taught me to keep it movin' when you take a loss And Chad Butler taught me to keep it trill at all cost I peeped game from the best, and since then I been playin' chess I put in work with no rest, to get that paper that's my quest I'm on a slow grind towards success, One of the best cause I keep it fresh I'm one hundred and nothin' less and I'm still ridin' dirty pimpin' Pimpin' hoes, slammin' Cadillac do's (already) Shawty understand this is how we roll (already) Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues (already) VA to H-Town yeah you already know Choppin' on blades so amazin' (already) Look at them boy's teeth, that's crazy (already) The lean and the weed got us lazy (already) Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know On behalf of the People's Champ, me myself Pretty Todd and Calvin Earl Funky Fingers I hear ya baby, we'd like to thank ya for ya purchase Keep holdin' the South down, because, we are

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