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Fes Taylor - G-Ride Lyrics

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  • [Intro: Fes Taylor]
  • Respect, I got it, I got it, I got it
  • It's Two 4! What up to my Top Guns?
  • My E.S.G. niggaz, yeah...
  • [Fes Taylor]
  • The only man I held weight for
  • Was L.K. back in '94, first kicked in the door
  • Well Lover had the black L, Boogie had the red song
  • I was gettin' schooled by the Two Six Mob
  • Now I'm on my Two 4 shit, they pain a portrait
  • Me holdin' a four-fifth, same shit I go to war with
  • Even if I pause my verses still continue
  • Same strategy, tear apart any venue
  • Life like a menu, places I could send you
  • Friend or foe, life or death, nigga, you pick and choose
  • You know the rules if you blowin' them tools
  • Theyll move with ya face covered, hand over ya jewels
  • Hand over ya boo, and ya man soft too, ran all over ya crew
  • [Chorus: Fes Taylor]
  • Still, we get fresh, get fly, we fly
  • G5's, we ride, g-rides, we the shit, nigga
  • S.I., N.Y., 'fore I tell on my man, I'd rather fry
  • 'Fore I'm labelled as a snitch, nigga
  • [Fes Taylor]
  • Taylor the truth, I been told niggaz then
  • Y'all wasn't listenin', all this bullshit slippin' in
  • I'm different than him, better than them
  • Heal a hip-hop ear, got a medicine pen
  • Nigga, a veteran and, I sold over seventy grand
  • Ten dollar profit, I'm heavy again
  • Beef that'll bury ya friend (funeral parlor, nigga)
  • Like, don't ever cross the ferry again
  • Nigga, the Verazanno on lock, I got it mapped out
  • Know all the back routes, ya hideouts, ya stash house
  • Stones at ya glass house, nah, I'd rather let slugs on the Ave out
  • Still pullin' tags out
  • [Chorus]
  • [Fes Taylor]
  • Yo, Staten Island step it up like ***** that!
  • You know the crown is ours, now we want it back
  • Think my town is cowards?
  • In '98, Park Hill was part two of "Bout It, Bout It"
  • Nigga, in the West, wildin' out in the housin'
  • My Jungle Nillz niggaz, they was pullin' in thousands
  • My New Brighton niggaz had it lookin' like the '80s
  • Fiends all on the Ave, lookin' all crazy
  • My Stapleton niggaz, remember Duece Mob days?
  • Ricochet had the duece-tray, nigga, that was blue and gray
  • [Chorus]
  • [Outro: Fes Taylor]
  • Snitch-ass nigga, niggaz is tellin' and shit, right?
  • We know that, we'll do our stand at the Halloween Warehouse, nigga

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