Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ride Wit Me, artist - Raider Klan. Album song Tales From The Underground, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Raider Klan
Song language: English
Ride Wit Me |
Ride wit me, come take a ride wit me |
And get high wit me, fly wit me |
Keep it real, ain’t gon' lie wit me |
Ride wit me |
Come take a ride wit me, come take a ride wit me |
And come get high wit me, fly wit me |
Keep it real, ain’t gon' lie with me |
Ride wit me |
Come take a ride wit me |
My AK ride wit me |
My niggas ride wit me |
Is you gon' ride wit me |
Come get live wit me |
Come smoke a pound wit me |
Don’t come around my team |
Gotta get it by any mean |
So the nine stay tucked, knuck if you buck |
But I’m chasing them bucks |
Not giving a fuck, and you ran out of luck |
So I run with the beam |
Hearing them scream, he lay 'em on the ground |
Light weight niggas ain’t toting the pound |
Heavy weight nigga, I got the four pound |
And I’m so high up, I gotta run down |
Smoking on loud, my weed ain’t brown |
I can’t make a sound, blow smoke out my mouth |
I come from the south nigga what you about |
Them guns in your mouth, we ride 'round the town |
Spitting that crack like I know Bobby Brown |
Bass be loud, the hatin' niggas frown |
See the candy paint when a nigga turn around |
So just ride wit me |
My niggas ride wit me |
Them hitters ride wit me |
Bet your bitch’ll ride wit me |
Bet he won’t collide wit me |
Cause all my niggas strapped in the Impala, doing the dollar |
Bet he won’t holler if I’m at his neck |
Never tolerate disrespect, don’t take kindly to threats |
Big dog status I’m going Jerome Bettis |
Or Jahvid Best |
Running the set, wit that four on my back, I’m tryna' run at the stacks |
My whole line in attack, I run & gun in Iraq |
It’s 'bout that time for that action, now I’m going galactic |
Who gon' ride witchu |
Clutching the .40 and who die witchu |
That’s my nigga, pull a trigger |
How you figure you bigger than we, B.I.G nigga we obese |
Give 'em no peace, nigga nigga, no sleep |
This the land of the restless |
Nocturnal reckless |
In, in a corner on 183rd, burning the herb, is irking my nerve |
And making me swerve, I’m wrecking the curb |
The choppa bullet suicide hit you |
Making sure you die quickly |
Nigga come get high wit me, nigga take a ride wit me |