ridin' slab
Singer:propain
as a kid i used to watch all the dope boys floss
dreamin' for the day when i could
bad bitch and we tippin' slow
hit the scene turnin' heads
chrome heels on her but the lips is swole
turnin' lanes she drop the top
they askin' where the stripper pole?
in any parkin' lot i crash spots
bought my bitch them ass shots
that's the real meaning of ride or die
shawty say she wanna ride with a g
so i let her roll with me
so i let her roll with me
shawty say she wanna ride with a g
so i let her roll with me
so i let her roll with me
i got the dash lit digital
take ya to the play pad boo
i promise not to lose control
from the drop to the bedroom pole
girl you fuckin' with a true street dream that's gettin' cream
back to this beautiful slab that i admire
wiped down chrome on every tire
i'm here to take a look at your mind in no time
that umbrella grind just blockin' your true shine
upgrade your game and leave them broke dummies
760 huggin' the ground on new asanti's
hood nigga reppin' the block
still let the top fall down and cut a lane
kinda diggin' your style but love money
shawty say she wanna ride with a g
so i let her roll with me
so i let her roll with me
shawty say she wanna ride with a g
so i let her roll with me
so i let her roll with me
you see these cars is like our chicks
and the chicks is like our cars
these other lames broke you down
i'm just here to fix your parts
and if that slab ain't for sale
then i'll forever rent yo
you got me stylin' when i show up
my partna say i'm trippin' you got mileage on your motor
but they don't know the feelin'
people wildin' when we show up
them speakers poundin' like a smoker
i'm forever grippin' grain
i swear this love is real
feel so good when you grip that wood
hit that ave' when i tip that slab
real slab riders don't rush for the kappa beach
real slab riders don't rush for the
when we pull out it is a slab holiday
it don't matter when i come out
everybody comin' outside cause i'm outside
you can't keep too much stress on the heart
there come a time when you just gotta let that shit out
this world ain't my home it's like torture here
with all the wrong i committed i'm glad the lord forgives
then son up my words soon as the broad was near
tweetin' bout who the fake is
i'm dappin' up all them same niggas who hatin'
can't name the nigga who made me
i'm ashamed that he wouldn't claim me
i'm thinkin' bout all my cousins in the country
it seem like a minute since i done fucked with ya
i swear to y'all i be hustlin'
probably think i'm hollywood
i know they think i don't love em
be talkin' bout i be stuntin'
cause i come through in the coupe
with the windows down on them buttons
niggas act like i don't deserve it or somethin'
it'd be different if the shit wasn't mine and i was frontin'
back when i was rockin' them hand me downs from my cousin
them same niggas was laughin'
snappin' at my momma cause jordans wasn't in the budget
ain't really know bout the struggle
but all i knew was no heater
we keep it warm by the oven
when it rain you can't sleep cause that water drip in the bucket
rose out the dirt and these bitches ain't gave me nothing
a nigga stuntin' i'm ridin' through yellin' fuck em
regardless i swear these niggas hate
and tempers raise when these haters think your positions greater
same bitch niggas that i been knowin' since
jealous cause i'm out here puttin' food on the dinner plate
you don't ever mention my help
and shit'll make you hate your own hood but
i know that'll make mafio
i miss the days when everybody would keep it real
now they tell me whatever i wanna hear
and money root of the sum
p-r-o in they eyes is just an atm
grown ass men in they mind
think i should pay for them
i guess niggas think when i grind
my bread is made for them
understand i got a niece and a nephew
and a dream to fly my momma to france
could help a million people but if i say i can't help you
niggas quick to say i'm fake
like your concern is so special
who i'm knowin' heaven accepts you
was honored to say they met you
but you took a big part of my soul the day you left
you left my granny lonely
still pissed at the world
took it out in 86' but damnit a nigga miss you
my own partna stealin' that's really fucked with my mental
tell a nigga that you got him but really they out to get you
a couple thousand dollars how far you think that'll get you
karma is a bitch and i heard that she wanna kiss you
cause you was doing fuck shit
you ain't ever gotta speak to pro
never bite the hand that feed you bro
like really i can't believe my bro
never did shit but try to help him come up