| Young Los
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| Gain Greene
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| Boss Don Bigavell
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| Mac Mustard
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| Let’s go
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| Owww
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| I told ya don’t come closer
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| I’m gon' rope ya dog you fucking with a smoker
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| I’m ready to ride
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| You niggas think I’m pussy
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| I dare you motherfuckers to come and push me
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| I’m ready to die
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| I love the scene
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| Niggas with swagging jacking on my dick
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| Steady try to ride my wave (Jim Jones)
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| Gain Greene ain’t changed
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| Nigga it’s Max and Mustard
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| Diamonds is clustered
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| We drive box way ey ey
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| You need to just, hit me up
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| I can get that order for you
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| I can get them quarters to you
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| I can make that quarter for you
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| I can make that quarter through you
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| Make a nigga bitch that slow
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| Got them sitting all uncomfortable
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| You know what this punk will do
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| Spend around (?)
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| Just in case I ain’t leaving no witness
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| I be sleeping with your bitches
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| Try to get creep with your bitches
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| Send them numbers over four
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| I send them pumpers over
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| I’ma send them dumpers close to bitch
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| Look at this team they grimey
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| Cops right behind me
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| Burning down a big spliff
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| Perm is still suspended
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| Fuck it he won’t learn
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| Ti’ll he right back in that Burgenvans
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| Sick, no more chips
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| No more bitches on my dick
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| You don’t want it with them boys that will
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| Pop your ass, lots of stash
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| Lots of cash, damn you
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| Only drink fifths of Grand Cru
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| Shower smoking bamboo
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| If there is no more his piece is white
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| Hit you with that forty-four
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| Make that bitch go sleepy night
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| Bye
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| Owww
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| I told ya don’t come closer
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| I’m gon' rope ya dog you fucking with a smoker
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| I’m ready to ride
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| You niggas think I’m pussy
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| I dare you motherfuckers to come and push me
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| I’m ready to die
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| I love the scene
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| Niggas with swagging jacking on my dick
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| Steady try to ride my wave (Jim Jones)
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| Gain Greene ain’t changed
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| Nigga it’s Max and Mustard
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| Diamonds is clustered
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| We drive box way ey ey
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| Some niggas pump all day
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| And don’t bring a dollar home
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| I don’t break bricks
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| I break ribs and collarbones
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| Yeah I gotta home, but these streets I gotta roam
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| And I break a niggas jaw, even when I got the chrome
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| I’m, sick with the flow
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| Spit with a disease
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| And I’ll give it to a nigga like hepatitis B
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| The weapon under the teeth
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| Cause distant and spitting the second you niggas flee
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| Catch him stepping out his V
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| Ain’t no spitting recklessly
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| I gotta a steady hand, I’m trying dead your man
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| Niggas even Smith and Wesson me
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| Niggas send me to the strip it’s time to light it up
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| Max put Mustard on this shit it’s time to spice it up
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| New edition to this Gain Greene infection
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| There’s no protection, we closing in from all directions
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| With Smith and Wessons
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| No chase
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| Put a couple plates in your back
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| Put your face on your lap
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| Come out your face to the Mac
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| It’s Gain Greene
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| Oww
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| I told ya don’t come closer
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| I’m gon' rope ya dog you fucking with a smoker
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| I’m ready to ride
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| You niggas think I’m pussy
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| I dare you motherfuckers to come and push me
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| I’m ready to die
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| I love the scene
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| Niggas with swagging jacking on my dick
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| Steady try to ride my wave (Jim Jones)
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| Gain Greene ain’t changed
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| Nigga it’s Max and Mustard
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| Diamonds is clustered
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| We drive box way ey ey
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| Yeah
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| Let me demonstrate what this cig will do
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| Let me rip a lemon too
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| Leaving you for dead
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| About to beat you off that bread
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| I’ma need it I ain’t fucking around
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| Bullets got you ducking down
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| Throwing up, heard your money coming but it’s slowing up
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| Heard you going tough
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| Try to blackball, ain’t heard
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| Nothing about that Sony deal
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| Benz’s got them chromy wheels
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| Hop out let that pony pill
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| Homie real, fucking fiends
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| She try to cop with those phony bills
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| Max came home no quarter mill
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| They scored enough
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| They ought to kill
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| Bitches need love, they on the pill
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| They bringing them in, we find them out
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| Max want bread, need more than a mill
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| Need more then a deal
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| Need more then a fill
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| I just want to fuck need more then a spill
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| Nigga need more than a spill
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| Nigga need more than a spill
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| Owww
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| I told ya don’t come closer
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| I’m gon' rope ya dog you fucking with a smoker
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| I’m ready to ride
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| You niggas think I’m pussy
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| I dare you motherfuckers to come and push me
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| I’m ready to die
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| I love the scene
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| Niggas with swagging jacking on my dick
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| Steady try to ride my wave (Jim Jones)
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| Gain Greene ain’t changed
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| Nigga it’s Max and Mustard
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| Diamonds is clustered
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| We drive box way ey ey |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ready to Ride , by - Max B. Song from the album Library of a Legend, Vol. 13, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп