Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Ride, artist - DJ Clay.
Date of issue: 10.11.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let's Ride |
When you see me in slow mo', once I turn my back |
You wanna talk real tough, but you not built like that |
So let’s ride, ri-ri-ride, somebody’s gonna die |
So let’s ride, ri-ri-ride, somebody’s gonna die |
You don’t want to try me |
Leavin niggas soggy |
Heated repeated the Nina be hot as wasabi |
Feelin the fury of Missouri sicker than Ozzy |
Laughin at playa haters, gigglin like Fozzie |
Wocka wocka wocka, the Nina poppin your chakra |
Was bout to stop up and lock up the office I got the body |
Out at Mecropolis fuckin offa this pop of this |
Toss em off in a glomma shit cause murderin is a hobby |
You be, actin like you bleedin the block |
Preachin crack and rap, you needin to stop |
We can whackin wax immediately flop |
Bees attack the crap, indeed it be brought |
The want the drama it can be they way |
But they don’t really wanna see the Ninay spray |
Let em all bleed, it can be they day |
Fuckin up with Tech N9ne and DJ Clay |
When you see me in slow mo', once I turn my back |
You wanna talk real tough, but you not built like that |
So let’s ride, ri-ri-ride, somebody’s gonna die |
So let’s ride, ri-ri-ride, somebody’s gonna die |
You don’t even know me |
Actin like we homies |
Then when I turn my back’s when you hold me |
Pussy motha fuckas the ones we call phonies |
Keep that talkin we leavin yo momma lonely |
All black van creepin down your block slowly |
Doors open up and we leave your home holey |
If your not in then we know where your ho be |
Barrel to her head while I’m makin her blow me |
Listen |
For all you fake, flakes givin real a bad name |
You can save it, cause we can see through you |
Like glasses what you was made of |
I’m a let the oozles like I’m not aimin |
Make you loose noodles and I ain’t talkin ramen |
Garentee you ain’t leavin with what you came in |
Me and Tech N9ne gonna pray for you amen |
When you see me in slow mo', once I turn my back |
You wanna talk real tough, but you not built like that |
So let’s ride, ri-ri-ride, somebody’s gonna die |
So let’s ride, ri-ri-ride, somebody’s gonna die |