just
just
just. just ridin'
ridin'. ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
just ridin'
ridin'. i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
ain't nobody jealous man
just
just
just. i'm just ridin'
ridin'. ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin'
slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
i'm just ridin'
ridin'
ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin' slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
we're nothin' but crumbs
crumbs
we're nothin' but crumbs
we're nothin' but crumbs
crumbs
we're nothin' but crumbs
see it's the thug
thuggish ruggish
give me some bud
i'm out on the way to go get me some love
stuck in the part where i put up the cup
don't
what about the slopes
tryin' a get dangerous
we're nothin' but crumbs
they gave me the tomb
and heavenly father all over your son
the people are part of ya
never be found
but what was it for
tellin' my people to point to the guns
and what did the fools finally see who really be ridin'
look at the war and here it come
i'm the beginning and the ending
what are we spending
watch your paper
gospel gangstas walkin' in churches
don't search us
they tyrin' to escape though
monotony and a monopoly
gotta get ready to put us a chair
rott there
get in the car
day's of our lives oh well
i'm from the best
the sick of the best
the sicker the test
will settle finesse
so bizzy the kid
the best.let me get this
that we feelin' depressed
how many times we gather our rest
so why do they cuss
my lips are
lord know's i'm not ugly
and how many times we gather our rest
so why do they cuss
my lips are
the lord know's i'm not ugly
heavenly father you are the best
one time. i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
ain't nobody jealous man
just
just
just. just ridin'
ridin'. ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin'
slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
i'm just ridin'
ridin'
ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin' slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
i'm a rise to the fullest
make 'em do it
make 'em pull it
fill your torso's up with bullets
nigga this the true shit
and it sit's with a new kid
who goes there
i
we used to slam them dog's
now we raise 'em up high
lamborhgini dog's to the sky
my nigga
i be flossin' on a dog
i ain't shy my nigga
no wonder why nigga
i'm a hard workin' horse
keep my grammy on a mantle
fuck puttin' it in a source
if rap was a bitch i'll want a divorce
and if rap was a study
you would need you a course
i'm a rap 'til my voice gone
probably 'til i lose it
but y'all can't do it
duplicate my music
listen 'til they cruisin'
haters be refusin'
they bitches want to listen to it
but they gotta be true with it
get bucked knuckler
act a foo' with it
it's rider season
and really ain't no rules to it
nice and smooth gettin' through it
i'm the ace
realest rapper since pac want to take my place
just ridin'
ridin'. ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin'
slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
i'm just ridin'
ridin'
ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin' slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
nobody's just. i'm just ridin'
ridin'
ridin' the city streets
packin' the strap in the back of my black khakis
that's creased
windows down
system on blast
feelin' the breeze
smokin' and chokin' that reefer dog
i'm needin' my trees
windows down
system on blast
feelin' the breeze
eyes on my rearview
watch my back for the police
the homi's say watch my back for enemies
touch your back
the hennesey stay my remedy
catch me dippin' through the streets
givin' a fuck
runnin' them stoplights
swerve it to the left
and i swing it to the right
i'm a hard switchin' lane
scrapin' bumpers and all
all eyes on me whenever i'm rotatin' white walls
and as soon as night falls
i let them hundred spokes crawl
straight dippin' through the city
with my rider's and dogs
it's mr. criminal puttin' it down
with the homi's from bone thugs
and these hater's get flossed on
these bitches get no love
just ridin'
ridin'. ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin'
slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
i'm just ridin'
ridin'
ridin' the city streets in a black benz lexus
where we be feelin' the beat
tuckin' the piece
i'm just slidin' slidin'
feelin' my
i'm feelin' you
you feelin' me
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