Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Riverside Ransom, artist - Jr & Ph7. Date of issue: 23.07.2015
Song language: English
Riverside Ransom |
| Riverside Ransom he want my head for a grand |
| «Cause me and his main damsel was dancin' |
| She might have had her hands in my pants when he pranced in |
| Couldn’t withstand how handsome i am |
| I was walkin to my mans crib |
| I heard em peel off rubber like a chicken with aids bustin' the lamb skin |
| Ducked into Sam’s crib, picked the Glock up |
| He got everything we need, like Sam’s Club |
| Type of shit you can’t believe if somebody told you |
| It had to sound like from out the fan club fantasy |
| Niggas want to fight about girls how can it be? |
| The same dude bustin' the slugs lay in the canopy with Ashley |
| Ask me i think we should’ve got this over last week |
| No Reason you clowns still coming after me |
| Mad dash down the backstreet, yo im out of there |
| Scuffed my new tenni shoes Holes in my outer wear |
| Riverside Ransome, They on my head |
| As soon as you off that 81 Bus then you dead |
| It was Riverside Ransom, feel like the feds on my line |
| How this nigga everywhere that i arrive |
| It was riverside Ransom, kidnapped his girl for an evening of dancin' |
| And homie turned rancid |
| Riverside Ransom |
| It’s like Riverside Ransom and homie threw a tantrum |
| I go against all odds, like a tangent |
| Tangerine colored pants on with the salmon button up |
| Lookin European, i was cheifin |
| Seen Em comin, knew it would be a rough evening |
| They stay schemin' like drake and DJ Khaled |
| Thought he could get it over quick cause i ain’t about it |
| Bullshit Chuuwee will pull clips dont doubt it |
| Went for his trachea i knew he couldn’t live without it |
| Big body benz on 4's at the Eskaton parking |
| I’m at the bus thinking how this all started |
| Gotta move cops looking for your man but i’m |
| Finna leave of absence and get departed |
| No holds barred i moved the car peeled off |
| Bustin' at my ankles like they tryna shoot my heels off |
| Man shit got real dawg |
| Over a slutty ass skank i was tryna cheap feel on |
| It was out of control that shit was dangerous |
| They finally got me i was hoppin' out the camry |
| Me and lil Andy, stupid pan handling |
| Somewhere off of FLorin Blam Blam then we scrambled |
| They had alot of ammo, I was empty |
| I didn’t have it with me left it under the damn stove |
| Hella far its all the way in the damn grove |
| Shit is all bad only one way that it can go |
| Ran to the creek hopped the fence hit the channel |
| Niggas came quick still busin' at my flannel |
| Chased me all the way to the levy next thing i know |
| Someone pulled up in a chevy What did i do? |
| Who is this? |
| man shit got heavy |
| Lord willing i escape safe if he let me it’s going down |
| Like my eyelids, they got heavy |
| I turn around and i dove into the river hoping these niggas forget me |
| END |