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M.o.p. - Ride Lyrics

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  • Intro:
  • Yeah, firing squad nigga. teflon. salute
  • Hook:
  • I got a ride
  • You got a ride
  • We got a ride, that hit up from both sides
  • (x 1.5)
  • Yo, its the way of the world, right
  • And cant nobody change, the way that nigga williams does his thang
  • You see, I done stomped on 37 beats
  • And Im still stuck in the core of the streets (nigga)
  • Thats me, voted, most likely to squeeze (blahaw)
  • Now Im worth 6 hundered gs
  • Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
  • Plus I got all my mother*****in thugs here
  • From ? buck ass wild danz the rapid fire empire expands
  • And, shortie take notice, my shit sold
  • (never went gold), but ***** it Im still dope (broke)
  • Dont pretend to be no millionaire
  • Im makin dust somewhere, in the 7th coll on the third tear (yeah)
  • See thats my destiny, although
  • We know none of the wack niggas is touchin me so...
  • Hook (x1.5)
  • M.(blahaw)o.(blahaw)p.(will rock) what we bring (real rap)
  • What you want (hip hop) here it is (feel that)
  • Roll with me, on this hip hop journey
  • I represent mine and whatever consern me
  • (the triple gold frame) walk with the bop gun cat name (fame)
  • Must maintain, now I was raised in my (days)
  • On, bdp, rakim and the juice crew (shit that Im use to)
  • Now a days, rappers act pretty
  • Rap shitty, lost in this new jack city
  • Talkin bout all the (cars you lust)
  • Guns you bust and still get roobed by the ones you trust
  • But yall (dogs) soon will see (whats that? )
  • What we bringin to this sheisty ass industry
  • Now (now) thats my destiny, although,
  • We know none of yall wack niggas is touchin me, so...
  • Hook
  • Now throw your mother*****in hands up (for what? )
  • Keep it simple, ask no questions
  • We wont pop this smith-n-wesso at your temple
  • (do you know what we into? ) check the resemy
  • We exchange slugs with the thuggish thug niggas around the way
  • We still ill, sometimes we deside to kill
  • But we still in the vill, so sometimes we liable to steal
  • Plus we bust, dont mistake us for no other
  • Eyes screamin like a demon
  • Finger itchin like a mother*****er
  • Firing squad, ill, ill figure nigger
  • Real we come up we homicide, we ride for the kill (buckbuckbuckbuckbuckbuck)
  • Black, emptyin on sight, use your head
  • You dont wanna get up in this thug life
  • Hook
  • Outro:
  • Bobobobo firing squad nigga
  • Yeah, world famous, international
  • Bell ringin, gun slingin, downtown swingin

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