Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ridah Music, artist - Stalley. Album song Saving Yusuf, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blue Collar Gang
Song language: English
Ridah Music |
So us gangsters gon' keep riding to it |
Nigga make that ridah music |
So all my niggas can keep riding to it |
As long as I keep making ridah music |
All these real ones they gon' ride to it |
All my niggas make that ridah music |
So us gangsters gon' keep riding to it |
Nigga make that ridah music |
So all my niggas can keep riding to it |
As long as I keep making ridah music |
All these real ones they gon' ride to it |
Nigga make that ridah music |
So all my niggas can keep riding to it |
A nigga flossing in that coupe |
Windows down, my music loud |
AC blowing smoking Black 'n Milds |
A nigga pull up on my then I back him down |
That machine in my seat got a hundred rounds |
I slide through the jungle, call it my hunting grounds |
I’m from the streets where the monsters lurkin' |
All my hoes got vests 'cause them llama squirtin' |
Tatted tears I’m facing a lot of hurtin' |
That’s why I drink in cars and do a lot of skrt |
(?) jerkin' |
Spin tires and my rims perfect |
I drive a Chevy like its Daytona |
V12 engine big block rollin' |
Got a bad chick she my (?) |
Smoking back to back like (?) |
All my niggas make that ridah music |
So us gangsters gon' keep riding to it |
Nigga make that ridah music |
So all my niggas can keep riding to it |
As long as I keep making ridah music |
All these real ones they gon' ride to it |
They say nigga make that ridah music |
So all my niggas can keep riding to it |
I’m speeding past my old life in this new whip |
The same color as French dip |
My lady holding a J between her French tips |
Midwest I’m on some pimp shit as usual |
Futuristic on some new shit as usual |
You talking bad I’m like who is you |
I’m supreme, Lafayette Street original |
Never called a cop you on point |
No bars is sloppy on point |
I get dressed and hop out dipping |
All they do is point |
The king here, my dream clear |
BCG, very rare |
Build for trap, sweat and tears out in the basement |
I claimed it, (?) is what I named it |
Allah told me to move gracious |
So far, that’s how I’m riding this (?) |
That candy gliding on stars |
That’s why I blaze sitting sideways so raw |
Fifteens in my trunk beating hard |
23's on the whip, 23's on the car |
Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, that’s what the switches do to the car |
Out the window (?) |
Watch over me oh lord |
All these boppers, haters, lames F 'em all |
Ride |
All my niggas make that ridah music |
So us gangsters gon' keep riding to it |
Nigga make that ridah music |
So all my niggas can keep riding to it |
As long as I keep making ridah music |
All these real ones they gon' ride to it |