Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Would You Ride , by - Shad Da God. Release date: 08.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Would You Ride |
| You know what I’m sayin, I need it fast, pronto |
| Asap |
| You know I’m talkin bout money, nigga |
| Shad Da God |
| Rich Homie Quan |
| Would you ride for a nigga for the momant |
| Right quick |
| Got 20s and more 20s, spent that 40 on my wrist |
| Pull up on a nigga ass, and I’m out right quick |
| Lost 50 in a week, get it back right quick |
| Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip |
| A nigga on a mission, I could never slip |
| Out here in Atlanta, got some shooters with me, I could never slip |
| Whip swerv on a nigga right quick |
| Pull up on you pussys in that SUV |
| You ain’t got a lot, so I can’t respect you, G |
| Got some shit that’ll flip a nigga, Zone 6 |
| My brother Tip got an extended clip, that 33 |
| I’m poppin Perks back to back, that shit don’t fuck with me |
| I do some shit, got 12 right outside the V |
| Scared as fuck, got that nigga callin me |
| Straight drop, got my partner ridin next to me |
| Shauty, I can get anything you want |
| Yello AP, you ain’t lookin at no avrage nigga |
| I pull up on you with the 80 with the bigger trigger |
| Now a motherfucker can’t tell me what they feelin, nigga |
| Gucci luggige got me feelin like the Thriller, nigga |
| 3 quarters of a Xan, I feel like a killer, nigga |
| I got some shooters, but I still keep my Ruger, nigga |
| That come with extra clips for shootin extra niggas |
| You ain’t getting money, I ain’t dealin with ya |
| Black Audomor, look like a villain, nigga |
| I got a whip full of straps for the real niggas |
| And my bitch got the strap by the weal, nigga |
| Tryna see a nigga, tryna creep up on a nigga |
| God! |
| Would you ride for a nigga for the momant |
| Right quick |
| Got 20s and more 20s, spent that 40 on my wrist |
| Pull up on a nigga ass, and I’m out right quick |
| Lost 50 in a week, get it back right quick |
| Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip |
| A nigga on a mission, I could never slip |
| Out here in Atlanta, got some shooters with me, I could never slip |
| Whip swerv on a nigga right quick |
| Pull up on a bitch nigga ass like this |
| Pull up, comin down in some nice kicks |
| Quan man of the year, clean like this |
| Ever since she ran out, don’t wanna face that bitch |
| Lose the money, get it back right quick |
| Tryed to keep it real, why she act like this? |
| I don’t need no bate, I just catch that fish |
| Hundred thousand dollar, yeah, I made right quick |
| If that hoe fine, Imma take that bitch |
| Every night I dine, I stake my dish |
| Ice on my wrist, no cake on that bitch |
| When reality hit, you better face that shit |
| Cause I paint her face, just like makeup, yep |
| And I relieve your pain, just like a daytime trip |
| I’m not gonna board, if that ship goin sink |
| I’m not goin home, I’m goin face my fears |
| I make a little more, I can pay my bills |
| I eat all my pork, I don’t waist no meal |
| Ducked down, I don’t take no deal |
| Ballen like the NBA, great O’Neal |
| Never left, came back real quick |
| Spend a couple thousand on these hoes real quick |
| Hundred thousand dollars, nother show like this |
| I just need to know right quick |
| Would you ride for a nigga for the momant |
| Right quick |
| Got 20s and more 20s, spent that 40 on my wrist |
| Pull up on a nigga ass, and I’m out right quick |
| Lost 50 in a week, get it back right quick |
| Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip |
| A nigga on a mission, I could never slip |
| Out here in Atlanta, got some shooters with me, I could never slip |
| Whip swerv on a nigga right quick |