Lyrics:
Should've known by the way you pass me by
There was something in your eyes
And it wasn't right
I should've walked but I never had the chance
Yea
Its your boy BIGHAND-NO
This one goes to all my bike riders
I dont care if you ride sport bikes, dirt bikes, Harleys, choppers, cruisers lets
of me, God damn, can barely drive (skrrt, skrrt)
Got a down ass bitch, gon' ride for me, I keep her my side (by my side)
Had snakes and they gon' ride
be yourself, your soul is ours
We're going for a ride, wave goodbye
Oh so tender, a culture founded by madness
I can hear your heartache
Oh
about this sure
I can't take no more we'll mash together
Wrecking the stage together
We shine together we ride forever
Pull back in the shop together
Step
Right or they wrong
I'ma ride for my brothers
Ain't have the same daddy
But had different mothers
Was stuck in the storm
We was up in that gutter
Through my eyes
(Through my eyes)
The foundation on which I stand
(The foundation on which I stand)
Unbroken
(Unbroken)
Unsilenced
(Unsilenced)
By
able to walk that walk, because
We ride right, daylight, or after midnight
Gang trump tight, down to dump on sight
Call me the sniper with mo' chips
on me
Why do brothers bump they gums and debate on me
Why when I ride by and don't stop
You feel I disrespected your block
If you had a top-notch
Dancing in the sun
Barefoot by the cherry tree
They tell railroad stories
They have the cold hands
They've no fear of dying
Yes they know the sand
the words, and put them in plastic sucks, rip it to the nation, let it go what, what
Bitch I would speak your mind, even if they offended you 'cous
Ride off in
I got this black and white picture on my wall
of Dolly Parton standing by a Sedan DeVille
And looks to be in the late sixties
cause it’s all
She like it when I hit it from the bottom to the top
Then I took her for a ride, ride, ride
Cruisin' in the sun side
Fast money, fast life
Niggas
shoulder, I don't lack
Hit 'em with a crowbar, I don't scrap
Even when I'm sober, I'm so gassed
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash (what you
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand an' laughin' (Hahaha)
And thinkin'
Oprah
Ditch the party, it ain't over
Don't ham it, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me play at ya
I might make
that gets played
By the cheaters and fakes
You think there's a place
To get spit in the face
Go follow your heart
'til it tears you apart
Get
leaning bad, ride shotgun in the Chevy
With the homeboy burning sacs
We heading to the spot where we get down
Where the bitches at, they talking right,
with kinks
When it all goes down, have no idea what it really means.
To live by words, if scripture is roots,
And the wise hold they tongue when
yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire
As they ride on, hear their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay,
Sometimes life can be a bumpy ride
Sometimes it feels like
You're drivin' with covered eyes
And you listen to your friend who's in the car by
yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire
As they ride on, hear their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay,
on, do it every time
Seventeens on up, that's all I ride
In ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin up
They don't know if I'm in a helicopter or in
and "Born To Run"
And all those Allman Brother's songs
The wheels turn slow while I ride this road
Just me and the radio
2nd Avenue is twinkling behind
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