Lyrics:
I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars,
Well I treat bitches like drinks,
When I step in the club and by out tha bar,
So let me quench
my girlfriend
All mine All mine shawty wit me all the time
See how safe I keep her right by my side
Yep that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
the map
Pull up on 'em wit' the gat, it be black
Ridin' around wit' that chopper, you'll get smacked
And I'm wit' them killers 'round me right now, where
Extended mags keep a chop sticc
Run up on me im da rza no roccet hit u wit dat iron fist
In my city in da prophet
Niggas shut up when i talk shit
They take
by drama lately
Had a heart to heart wit God
He just told me link wit E
The streets will say it’s payin off
Yo lady compliment my fit she don’t know
bo in '95
Ridin wit my boys deallin dope gettin high
Crackers tryin to give me time, and we ain't talkin 5
Niggaz talk fly so dat pistol by my
I stay wit the pounds
I stay wit the keys
I stay outta town
I stay overseas
Come get yo' bitch cause she stayin' wit me
She think that she stayin' I
park/rollin up, i’m calm collect, I cop the mall like paul blart/guess you seen that comin, that mean that u seen us stuntin/ gat a bad bitch wit me, i’m puttin
ughh)
So me and Silkk The Shocker in a black Impala
Burnin rubber in the third ward, ridin wit a chopper
No matter what I been through, my bank account
leave cuz I don’t even give a fuck at all
Got this glock up on my waist I shoot this bitch like I get buckets y’all
And now we ridin’ wit them tops down
a dime
And feed her some game and fuck up her mind
And she give me brain, I'm puffin' my lime
So lovely (Dip-Set!)
[Chorus]
Lovely Daze like this, wit my
Tank top white tees and some Nike airs
Then I'm interrupted by the ring on the phone
Def Jam Kevin Liles tellin me that it's on
Saying Murray meet
and sniffers
Take me for example, least I made it
You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated
him a stack pack
He swear that shit smokin
Come shop any time of the day
I be open
I'm ridin black truck wit da K
When I'm rollin
I get it in
Get it off
the time, give me the place
Ringing the nine, bringing the mob
Keeping the iron by my waist
Off of the lines like a race
My decline gave me space
To get
Ridin' round the city wit a pole cuz niggas ain't fightin'
Steady countin' up pesos yeah
Brodie ridin' round the city wit a draco yeah
We done made it out
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
around its gone be a killin'
And they say Meech yeah you the villain
Steady ridin' round wit that pole yeah no I can't let em get me
If I shoot they might
I flow sickly ridin' bumpin' old biggie
Roll wit me or lose wait Nicole Richie
Fuck plat if I don?t reach diamond fame
Ill treat a nigga face like
Coolin
Let me do this
Some true shit clueless
Actin foolish of course
Feelin like I'm back home ridin in the North
Big drive burning down down
and ya girl clothes
[Verse 2]
By the way,
I came from the block and I'm bringin' the block wit me
And I came by myself, but I'm bringin' ya bitch wit
Top
Top
You gon' see me wit' 'em legends
Yo I'm ridin' out if I gotta' go
All fakes stay outta' my lane
Don't doubt me now, I'm bouta' blow
Call us
[Intro]
(Young Buck)
G-Unit nigga
Yea bitch you niggas know what it is with me nigga
Dirty south in this muthafucker
Young Buck nigga you know where
Discuss these intro ridin wit me by chingy Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In