Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Night Ryder, artist - Chris Travis. Album song Gotham City, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RBC, Water Boyz
Song language: English
Night Ryder |
Nigga I don’t give a fuck about you |
Get yo ass beat, no identity |
But bitch you gon' remember me |
Comin' from the roofs of the mother fuckin' memphis streets |
Mark my spot everywhere, the legend of the century |
Hands over chest as I lay you to rest |
No need for events, bitch I’m comin' for your neck |
Dig deep in your flesh, then out of your |
Then down to your leg |
Bitch you fuckin' with the best |
Hold up bitch |
You can die with yo niggas |
If you ride with yo niggas |
I will murk all yo niggas |
Then disperse all yo niggas |
I do not fuck with niggas |
I can not fuck with niggas |
I don’t need to pull a trigger |
I’ll blow you up nigga |
This ain’t no game bitch |
Leave your head brainless |
Leave your chest heartless |
Hold your bitch hostage |
Then give her oxy |
Y’all can not stop me |
Bitch don’t try and help me |
Need to help your family |
ERRR |
ERRR |
ERRR |
ERRR |
Damn, I done came up |
Now everybody watch me |
See me doin' me and these fuck niggas copy |
I’ll burn yo ass like some hot morning coffee |
Then leave your coffin in yo boss office |
No evidence, bitch I clean the scene flawless |
Why yo boy lookin' like his whole world lawless |
He a robot, he don’t go to sleep often |
on your own, that’s what my momma taught me |
Seventeen, buyin like |
Shootin' at school til the damn people caught me |
Say the good die young, tryna keep the reaper off me |
Creepin past the office, puttin' weed in my locker |
Bitch, I’m a rider |