| This that rider shit
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| I got killers on the Eastside. |
| and killers on the Westside
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| Down South niggas they feel me
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| New York niggas wanna kill me — CAUSE I’m A GANGSTER!
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| I got killers on the Eastside. |
| and killers on the Westside
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| Southside niggas they feel me
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| New York niggas wanna kill me — CAUSE I’m A RIDER!
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| I’m in that black Jeep T with the Earthquake tweeters
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| I ride through your hood and I shine like Jesus
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| These hoes be lovin you, pushin a vehicle
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| Picked her up in my BMW
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| 760 in a Nautica color
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| When I’m rollin on mine ain’t no room for rubber
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| Tryin to push 800's, they ain’t made them yet
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| Vipers, Corvettes and the drop-top Lex
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| Yo I’m rich so I move in layers, hits make new careers
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| That’s why your bitch on my dick suckin pubic hairs
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| My gat is ready, my mac is ready
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| I got a three-five, blow them like Tackleberry
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| Yo I told y’all niggas we would take it to the top
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| Now we gettin rich and the paper don’t stop
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| Half a mill' deal I signed with Reebok
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| Goin hardbody like a nigga in Comstock |