Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ridin' Rims (Screwed & Chopped), artist - Dem Franchize Boyz. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Ridin' Rims (Screwed & Chopped) |
| We don’t ride these no more nigga |
| We’re in here with flats nigga |
| We sittin' on lebron back over here |
| All you fake mounted niggas ridin' these |
| We stop ridin' these in '99 (checke checke) |
| Put that lil' boy shit up |
| (so so def) |
| If you’re ridin' rims, you gotta ride flats (uh, ha) |
| I’m sittin' high ridin' on lebron back (uh, ha) |
| Des 23's (uh, ha) |
| If you know (uh, ha) |
| I got a Tahoe truck sittin' up on 24's |
| I got more grams than Teddy, got a cam in my chevy, my car go (eeerrrrr) and |
| when I ride I’m ready |
| Look like I’m glidin' on nothin', when I ride I be skatin' |
| I pull up swervi' on |
| Niggas they don’t be tryin' |
| They be hatin' |
| They only ridin' on 20's |
| They might as well ride on hubs, if it ain’t deuces or better |
| You might as well put em' up |
| Cause where I’m from (from) we mount up and ride on them big rims |
| A whole supply of deuces that spin harder than windmills, I been real (yeah) |
| always too clean cause I pack heat |
| Or white leather guts |
| Plush, bitch scream in the back seat |
| 23's on my fuckin' so I ride and I swerve |
| But we’re too clean for the fuckin' street so I park on the curb |
| I got the chevy sittin' high, by matchin' corner ties |
| Michael Jordan’s mounted up darts 23's on the ride (jizzle man) |
| I got man in the trunk, I’m workin' the alpine |
| Paint flippin', candy drippin', plus the wood inside, driving a big boy drop |
| A T.V. in the rear, the European clip on the rotatin' rim just got 'em up out |
| jail |
| (and that mothafuckin' smokin') buss a couple you turns |
| (with the doors wide open) punchin' on the gas pedal, make pipe start chokin', |
| comin' down real clean |
| Got 66 lebron back home, look I’m sittin' right on it, comin' up in the lane |
| On the corner straight gunnin' |
| Loud pipes, satin music, with the judo eyes, 2nd tone background wit 2-inch ties |
| Cut curb on the block, it’s a concert line |
| (dfb snd me bitch) swervin' side to side |
| Yup the cutlits mounted up like a H3 Hummer, but it’s stuntin' 1-on-1 cause I’m |
| the #1 stunner, goin' down 20 (yu) doin' more than a Honda |
| Since my paint wet, they say my trunk sound like thunder, break the law |
| (run the red light) drivin' illegal, in a nice ol' school, flow like dead |
| people, I park where I can’t, hit button make my door’s pop, rims go round and |
| round |
| Custom seats lean 'n rock |
| Now my rims spin nigga, every time I make a stop, and I keep that Chevy clean, |
| like a flow on disk it mop, when I’m posted at the light |
| Got a button that make the top drop now hoes hoppin' on my dick like |
| They playin' hopscotch hhhoes hopping on my dick like they playin' |
| Hopscotch, when I’m on the E-way |
| You see me hit it then I’m gone, shinin' red paint and I touch that whistle |
| Silicone I stay deep (stay deep) hopin' at all cause I don’t mind |
| Cause I’m wood grippin', flip switchin' |
| Flipping alpine, it’s pimpin' nigga |
| So I’m always stunt nigga, pull up on the chevy and burnt like my blunts nigga |
| I keep good product in the hood it get delivered (delivered) |
| Sittin' back watchin' movies in the rear view mirror |