Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let Me Ride, artist - Lil Snupe. Date of issue: 15.05.2016
Song language: English
Let Me Ride |
| Lil' Snupe nigga, Real niggas come first, always remember that |
| Shoutout my nigga Chermoe too nigga, go do that mu’fuckin' time come back like |
| its nothin' nigga |
| Minor setback for a major comeback |
| Nigga fuck all the haters, I’m over here gettin' paper |
| Couple deals on the table I’m conversating with majors |
| I just got in the game but I’m ballin' hard like a Laker and these old niggas |
| mad cause' they played out like a Sega |
| I was just a beginner, ain’t have shit for dinner |
| But now I’m travelin' different cities up in the sprinter |
| Rappin' just what I live and these other niggas pretenders, come on and fuck |
| with Snupe this is the life of a sinner |
| I woke up this mornin' rolled up me some purple, got my clothes togeather had a |
| meeting with Universal |
| Had to go and talk the business, nigga I gotta' get it |
| Fuck any nigga ain’t wit' it, I can’t get off my mission |
| But now I’m on the East Coast, West Coast |
| Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke |
| Bitches say I’m too hot, Livin' the life of Biggie and 2Pac |
| Nigga you know who shot hit ya' ass with the Oh wop |
| The day Jay-Z go broke nigga when Snupe stop |
| That’ll be never bitch, I’m only gettin' better |
| Plus a nigga ball whatever, I’m a trend setter |
| Man its cold outchea' but I’m survivin' in this weather |
| And I knew that I’d make it out one day!, Rappin' or trappin' |
| It was gon' be one way, Before this rap shit we was bout' gunplay |
| Now in a year I can see me on Rip The RunWay, I do this for my whole team |
| And my Grannie in the sky watching over me while I’m chasin' my dream |
| I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean, its either your real or your |
| fake — no in between |
| Yeah nigga on, but this shit ain’t what it seems |
| Cause the niggas I grew up wit' wanna see me in a Beam |
| Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend |
| With a mu’fuckin' dream, like I’m Martin Luther King |
| Shit I’m livin' is real, Grew up in straight hell |
| Where niggas throwin' em' shells, I’m tryin' hard to prevail |
| But people praying I fail, Hoping I end in jail |
| Sittin' with no bail and my family like «Oh Well» |
| But I’m making it, Chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it |
| People ain’t wanna give me a chance I had to take the shit |
| Rappers I look up to they got records, I’mma break that shit |
| Tired of all the waitin' shit, and tired of all the hatin' shit |
| Finally dropped my mixtape, now everybody feel this |
| Ask around about me, niggas know I spit that real shit |
| Lotta' niggas rap about pistols but they dont kill shit |
| Crazy what these niggas outchea' doin' for that deal shit |
| But I’ll never change, always keep it G' |
| I’m livin' out my dream guess this shit was meant to be |
| I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police |
| And all my homies locked down and they waitin' to get released |
| C-4 doin' 15, Dom doin' 30 |
| The streets is gettin' dirty, these niggas outchea' workin' |
| These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose |
| Thats why I stay solo, Livin life YOLO I’m gone! |