| Riding strikers good, yeah
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| Riding strikers through the hood
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| Riding strikers through your hood (Ridin' strikers through), yeah
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| Ridin' strikers through your hood, yeah
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| Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you need to ride striker
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| Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man, I had to ride striker
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| I taught my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker
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| I put my young bitch in a G-Wag' she ridin' striker
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| I go to Jamaica then tag 'em with a hundred snipers
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| I dip the ice and go (Woo), I step out icy, frozen (Woo)
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| I hit professional (Woo), I have déjà vu, I know (Woo)
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| I’m gettin' my decimals (Woo), I’m going digital
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| Spazzin' in Jimmy Choo, bagged up plentiful
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| Tell me how I’m supposed to be sober in my interview (sober)
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| Last night I was growing up (I was in Fendi too)
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| Took flight, I’ve been going up (That's a ritual)
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| Passport and we going up like some animals
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| Addied up and I’m gassed up, change the temperature
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| Triple rows, tall hoes, they identical
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| Minute Maid, Hi-Tech splash (Goin' crazy)
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| Drug raids got me cold, got me cocky (Ahh)
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| Can’t stand it, won’t enjoy life if it ain’t toxic
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| Cuban links, walking on ice, I don’t play hockey
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| I was trained standin' on Front Street and I’m saucy
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| High profile superstar, codeine coughing
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| Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it’s King Jaffe
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| Kick a door, smokin' sherm sticks, take Oxys
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| Piss poor, we sticking together like (Gang)
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| King Kong, I’m taking drugs out my body
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| Insane, inside my brain and my posse
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| Riding strikers good, yeah
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| Riding strikers in the hood
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| Riding strikers good, yeah
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| Ridin' strikers in the hood, yeah
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| Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you need to ride striker (Striker)
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| Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man, I had to ride striker (Striker)
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| I taught my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker
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| I put my young bitch in a G-Wag' she ridin' striker (Strike)
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| Riding strikers good
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| Riding strikers through your hood, yeah
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| Riding strikers through
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| Riding strikers through the hood, nigga
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| Yeah, riding strikers through your hood, yeah
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| The police need your help in tracking down a suspect in a bank robbery this
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| morning on the city’s north side
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| According to police, the suspect walked into the bank about nine this morning
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| Went straight to one of the tellers, handed over a note that said
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| «Put money in bag»
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| Hold on, pouring up drank
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| Hold on, now I’m robbin' me a bank
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| Hold on, fucking on foreign
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| Hold on, that bitch with you ain’t
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| Hold on, whippin' up foreign
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| Hold on, drive it like a tank
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| Hold on, pouring up drank
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| Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank
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| Hold on, smokin' on pressure
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| Hold on, straight out a pound
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| Hold on, crazy-ass shooter (Crazy-ass shooter)
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| Hold on, sprayin' in the crowd (Sprayin' in the crowd)
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| Hold on, kill 'em on sight
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| Hold on, still go to trial
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| Hold on, nigga get life
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| Hold on, been scarred as a child
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| Hold on, rob me a bank
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| Rob me a bank
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| Hold on |