Ride wit it

Ride thu the city wit the semi on me
Yea yu Know gotta ride wit the stick he
Ride wit the stick he keep the semi on em
Got it on me when I ride thu the city
Ride thu the city wit the semi on me
Yea yu Know gotta ride wit the stick he
Ride wit the stick he keep the semi on em
Got it on me when I ride thu the city

I pulled up right to the spot yesterday
Hop right out wit that bitch right on my shoulder blade
I popped the trunk they was lookin amazed
All of my brothers they got a new Yop on that day
Like yu get the K and yu get a drake
Bro get the pump cause he fuck wit the gage
Yu keep it 100 and yu wit the gang
Yu get drum like we in a parade
Ain't takin no chances we playing it safe
They be on guard like they watching the gates
Keeping em strapped like a dike wit a fade
Them fuck niggas get a Fn in they Face
Them niggas ain't playing
Told my ppl like EA Man it's in the game
Better work on ya aim
Like fuck it go spend a whole day a range
But what is aim
When they walking up hit that boy from point blank
Picking yo brain
Open ya head jus to see what yu think
We playing fa keeps they playing fa names
You'll get a headliner that ticket to fame
I'm praying for peace and praying for change
I know sometimes I get carried away
But I'll be got damned if I'm carried away
Or be locked down doin life In a cage
My arsenal built up fa the end of days
My Yop gotta studder wit something say
Fuck fu fu fuck that shit homie
Pop pop that shit homie
Word to my lil homie
I keep that stick on me
Jus ask my big homie
I'm giving Em shots
No they won't take shit from me

Ride thu the city wit the semi on me
Yea yu Know gotta ride wit the stick he
Ride wit the stick he keep the semi on em
Got it on me when I ride thu the city
Ride thu the city wit the semi on me
Yea yu Know gotta ride wit the stick he
Ride wit the stick he keep the semi on em
Got it on me when I ride thu the city

Ride thru the city wit da semi on me
All in the trunk it's a 223
If I catch em out in traffic yu know wat is go be
I ain't even trippin when I see the police
The charge I gotta bitch that a take it for me
Like a thermal in the winter cause I make her hold heat
Put a mag in a bag here hold it for me
Shoot a nigga through the bag if he sneak up on me
She dnt miss a beat I keep her wit me
And she'll be cooking dinner if a nigga got beef
She makin it clap she bust it fa me
Get rid of the dna keeping it clean
Not goin on dates but she callin me babe
And fa her baby she'll rock yu to sleep
We got them guns D T P
We up all night we disturbing tha peace
Insomniacs like we on crack
Who taking the hits I'll be giving them that
Getting em whacked ain't no tit for tat
Yu touch a tit we on yu like a tat
I ride around wit that bitch on my lap
Or I walk around wit that bitch In a bag
If bru gotta problem hit me on the jack
And I'm picking up I'm like bru where yu at
I'm telling yu fax
My brother skeem put me on wit a tek
I hit up my bro he was like where you at
I was running around wit that bitch on my chest
Put it on a shoe string and put that on my neck
That shit was on time like I bought a Patek
He charged me 450 and I paid the tax
Yu cant put a price on that life yu protect
You know I keep that on me
Yeah that's My lil homie
Just ask my big Homie
Or ask my bitch Homie
You know that's my rollee
I'm giving him shots no they won't take shit from me

Ride thu the city wit the semi on me
Yea yu Know gotta ride wit the stick he
Ride wit the stick he keep the semi on em
Got it on me when I ride thu the city
Ride thu the city wit the semi on me
Yea yu Know gotta ride wit the stick he
Ride wit the stick he keep the semi on em
Got it on me when I ride thu the city



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Writer(s): David Thompkins
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