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Tytuł: Now ride

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     [Intro]
  Yeah, yeah (haha) haha
  Yeah, uh (uh-huh-uh)
  Uh (uh-huh-uh)
  Uh (uh-huh-uh) uh
  
  [Verse 1]
  Niggaz ain't gon' be happy till I click on a rage
  Pick up a gauge, and it's my face, that they stick on front page
  Gotta be careful, I could pull a thick of the age
  Chick on the stage, and winde up, sick in a cage
  When I come through, it's usually in Dickies that's beige
  Pushing a "Eleanor", like I'm Nicholas Cage
  And it's funny how a few bucks can
  Get you put under a white sheet, like you in the Ku Klux Klan
  It's Street Fam' for life, we ride to the death
  We play hard dog, don't cry to the rest
  I don't know you, please move to the left
  Or stay here and get introduced to the tefs
  I'm riding till the wheels come off it (yeah)
  Grindin till a mil' come off it (yeah)
  This is my plate, I eat every meal from off it
  Why y'all try and steal crumbs off it, jump!
  
  [Chorus]
  (Now ride) Top down, chrome rims spinnin and
  (Now ride) Gun cock, hollows in the clip now
  (Now ride) Chop rocks, put it on a strip now
  (Now ride) Y'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
  (Now ride) Top down, chrome rims spinnin and
  (Now ride) Gun cock, hollows in the clip now
  (Now ride) Chop rocks, put it on a strip now
  (Now ride) Y'all know Street Family gon' (ride)
  
  [Verse 2]
  Now when I spray wit the sauer, I gotta spend a day wit the lawyer
  Worryin bout, who say that saw ya
  Keep yay wit the oyers, two kids on the block
  Like when Mourning and Mutumbo, used to play wit the Hoyas
  I'ma boss, that you can never upstand
  Or get a red dot on you, like a 7Up can
  Some of y'all caught feelings from way back
  Others waited till I came through, short willing the Maybach
  But I'm still bucking like, five, duce, four, trey
  Still tucking and letting the fo' spray
  Still ducking where ever the po's lay
  And still fucking, and making them hoes say, WHOA!
  ...And I know Fed's seen
  The old school Chevy, with the dope head lean
  Y'all love the way I R-I-D-E
  Call my D.E., and put you on a R.I.P.T., ghetto
  
  [Chorus]
  

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