Ridin Lyrics
| Song | Ridin |
| Artist | The Hot Boys |
| Album | Guerrilla Warfare |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (intro) | |
| We ridin coming up out of the flames with the k firing (ride, ride) | |
| Hot boys ridin our flames firing (ride, ride, ride) | |
| (juvenile) | |
| I'm bout to make a move so you best to 86 | |
| Cause i be coming through | |
| With shit that be seperating bricks | |
| You got a rudin' tude(attitude) then you best a get it fixed | |
| And ain't no missing you cause i got too many clips | |
| Hey then then too many times i gotta straighten the cross | |
| Them niggaz was trying but i was breaking m off | |
| If you had it on your mind i was taking it off | |
| Either get up and whine or break to the north | |
| Look whoa there there go your cut you better catch it | |
| Your last minute is coming up you better strectch it | |
| Oh you got dope in the trunk almost forgot to check it | |
| Right after your head bust i expect to exit | |
| I'm a punch you when you're out and unlock it, i got this | |
| Grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we're shoppers | |
| I'm about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets | |
| Him, me, and that nigga bout to stop it | |
| Why not bitch | |
| Chorus: | |
| Grab your strap saddle up nigga when you ride with me | |
| You ain't guaranteed to make it back when you ride with me | |
| And what i ride like a roller coaster | |
| When i ride with uptown soldiers | |
| Look here we ridin we ridin | |
| We coming up out the flames with the k firing | |
| We ridin we ridin | |
| We coming up out the flames with the k firing | |
| (b.g.) | |
| Me and my boy lil' wayne rolling | |
| Strapped up in black clothes ain't no ass holing | |
| Up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off | |
| Head busting bg straight gotta play the game raw | |
| Now look here nigga better be gone | |
| Off the block cause mother fuckers be falling | |
| Cause off top i'm gone get my mother fucking creep on | |
| Nigga get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes | |
| I'm a flee off the scene with my rees(reeboks) on | |
| Black thicker shirt and my gb's on | |
| Run with me ain't no way you could get your sleep on | |
| Cause when i come ooh ooh it's hot the heat's on i know you feel it nigga | |
| It's pure ruckus when i enter | |
| I sent a message letting you know i spin ya | |
| Been bro shooting | |
| 50 plus behind air t retaliation is a must | |
| Hollows get bust brain get bust | |
| Anybody here here | |
| When i'm full of that shit | |
| And i'm on a mision to split it get split | |
| Peep me i play for keeps i kill m all | |
| No deciding | |
| I take no prisoners from em all when i'm ridin | |
| Chorus | |
| (lil wayne) | |
| Uh i come to leave a nigga smelly | |
| Full black better get ready with my m-elevy (mack eleven) | |
| Up in my 98 chevy i swing corners | |
| Cut you up like w belly with that thing on ya | |
| Now it be me (uh huh) | |
| And i be wayne (uh huh) | |
| This little clique like a chain to your brain (uh huh) | |
| I shoot first for my talking | |
| Rougher than a carpet | |
| Heard about hot boys erase your name up off the market | |
| And nigga break a swell fly | |
| Camouflage up out of the sky | |
| What if i buy you die | |
| Look i spin corn! ers like a daily routine | |
| The bad choppers told a nigga i be 17 | |
| I got a 10 shot glock | |
| Inched back then i pull it | |
| I'm coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets | |
| I be twisting round your block in all black nigga | |
| Full of that style don't move i day act nigga | |
| Find where you at and then i ch-chop nigga | |
| I'm on a duck plan with about 50 shots nigga | |
| Now whoa what saying to shite | |
| My 9 be about that | |
| Watch it (crack) crack and i'm riding | |
| (turk) | |
| Ride around with the 2 shooter | |
| Ain't gone help ya | |
| Playing round with the 50 shooter | |
| Scalp you like a scalper | |
| 10 percent gone help ya | |
| 90 percent gone fail ya | |
| Vests can't protect what i bring best | |
| Believe it's gone fail ya | |
| 4 deep in a navigator on a creep | |
| Windows tinted black on black in leather seats | |
| Hot boys with hot girls ready for beef | |
| Red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat | |
| Desert eagle with hollows | |
| You got nothing but egos | |
| Putti! ng hands to niggaz that's at evil kineevil | |
| Playa haters like shit, get assed out | |
| With no doubt blood blood rush out like a water spout | |
| Ld niggaz best believe they be ridin with me | |
| Shot l tuck best believe he be ridin with me | |
| With them guerillas should have left the meat where it was | |
| But no he wants to spark the shit up | |
| Chorus |
| intro | |
| We ridin coming up out of the flames with the k firing ride, ride | |
| Hot boys ridin our flames firing ride, ride, ride | |
| juvenile | |
| I' m bout to make a move so you best to 86 | |
| Cause i be coming through | |
| With shit that be seperating bricks | |
| You got a rudin' tude attitude then you best a get it fixed | |
| And ain' t no missing you cause i got too many clips | |
| Hey then then too many times i gotta straighten the cross | |
| Them niggaz was trying but i was breaking m off | |
| If you had it on your mind i was taking it off | |
| Either get up and whine or break to the north | |
| Look whoa there there go your cut you better catch it | |
| Your last minute is coming up you better strectch it | |
| Oh you got dope in the trunk almost forgot to check it | |
| Right after your head bust i expect to exit | |
| I' m a punch you when you' re out and unlock it, i got this | |
| Grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we' re shoppers | |
| I' m about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets | |
| Him, me, and that nigga bout to stop it | |
| Why not bitch | |
| Chorus: | |
| Grab your strap saddle up nigga when you ride with me | |
| You ain' t guaranteed to make it back when you ride with me | |
| And what i ride like a roller coaster | |
| When i ride with uptown soldiers | |
| Look here we ridin we ridin | |
| We coming up out the flames with the k firing | |
| We ridin we ridin | |
| We coming up out the flames with the k firing | |
| b. g. | |
| Me and my boy lil' wayne rolling | |
| Strapped up in black clothes ain' t no ass holing | |
| Up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off | |
| Head busting bg straight gotta play the game raw | |
| Now look here nigga better be gone | |
| Off the block cause mother fuckers be falling | |
| Cause off top i' m gone get my mother fucking creep on | |
| Nigga get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes | |
| I' m a flee off the scene with my rees reeboks on | |
| Black thicker shirt and my gb' s on | |
| Run with me ain' t no way you could get your sleep on | |
| Cause when i come ooh ooh it' s hot the heat' s on i know you feel it nigga | |
| It' s pure ruckus when i enter | |
| I sent a message letting you know i spin ya | |
| Been bro shooting | |
| 50 plus behind air t retaliation is a must | |
| Hollows get bust brain get bust | |
| Anybody here here | |
| When i' m full of that shit | |
| And i' m on a mision to split it get split | |
| Peep me i play for keeps i kill m all | |
| No deciding | |
| I take no prisoners from em all when i' m ridin | |
| Chorus | |
| lil wayne | |
| Uh i come to leave a nigga smelly | |
| Full black better get ready with my melevy mack eleven | |
| Up in my 98 chevy i swing corners | |
| Cut you up like w belly with that thing on ya | |
| Now it be me uh huh | |
| And i be wayne uh huh | |
| This little clique like a chain to your brain uh huh | |
| I shoot first for my talking | |
| Rougher than a carpet | |
| Heard about hot boys erase your name up off the market | |
| And nigga break a swell fly | |
| Camouflage up out of the sky | |
| What if i buy you die | |
| Look i spin corn! ers like a daily routine | |
| The bad choppers told a nigga i be 17 | |
| I got a 10 shot glock | |
| Inched back then i pull it | |
| I' m coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets | |
| I be twisting round your block in all black nigga | |
| Full of that style don' t move i day act nigga | |
| Find where you at and then i chchop nigga | |
| I' m on a duck plan with about 50 shots nigga | |
| Now whoa what saying to shite | |
| My 9 be about that | |
| Watch it crack crack and i' m riding | |
| turk | |
| Ride around with the 2 shooter | |
| Ain' t gone help ya | |
| Playing round with the 50 shooter | |
| Scalp you like a scalper | |
| 10 percent gone help ya | |
| 90 percent gone fail ya | |
| Vests can' t protect what i bring best | |
| Believe it' s gone fail ya | |
| 4 deep in a navigator on a creep | |
| Windows tinted black on black in leather seats | |
| Hot boys with hot girls ready for beef | |
| Red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat | |
| Desert eagle with hollows | |
| You got nothing but egos | |
| Putti! ng hands to niggaz that' s at evil kineevil | |
| Playa haters like shit, get assed out | |
| With no doubt blood blood rush out like a water spout | |
| Ld niggaz best believe they be ridin with me | |
| Shot l tuck best believe he be ridin with me | |
| With them guerillas should have left the meat where it was | |
| But no he wants to spark the shit up | |
| Chorus |
| intro | |
| We ridin coming up out of the flames with the k firing ride, ride | |
| Hot boys ridin our flames firing ride, ride, ride | |
| juvenile | |
| I' m bout to make a move so you best to 86 | |
| Cause i be coming through | |
| With shit that be seperating bricks | |
| You got a rudin' tude attitude then you best a get it fixed | |
| And ain' t no missing you cause i got too many clips | |
| Hey then then too many times i gotta straighten the cross | |
| Them niggaz was trying but i was breaking m off | |
| If you had it on your mind i was taking it off | |
| Either get up and whine or break to the north | |
| Look whoa there there go your cut you better catch it | |
| Your last minute is coming up you better strectch it | |
| Oh you got dope in the trunk almost forgot to check it | |
| Right after your head bust i expect to exit | |
| I' m a punch you when you' re out and unlock it, i got this | |
| Grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we' re shoppers | |
| I' m about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets | |
| Him, me, and that nigga bout to stop it | |
| Why not bitch | |
| Chorus: | |
| Grab your strap saddle up nigga when you ride with me | |
| You ain' t guaranteed to make it back when you ride with me | |
| And what i ride like a roller coaster | |
| When i ride with uptown soldiers | |
| Look here we ridin we ridin | |
| We coming up out the flames with the k firing | |
| We ridin we ridin | |
| We coming up out the flames with the k firing | |
| b. g. | |
| Me and my boy lil' wayne rolling | |
| Strapped up in black clothes ain' t no ass holing | |
| Up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off | |
| Head busting bg straight gotta play the game raw | |
| Now look here nigga better be gone | |
| Off the block cause mother fuckers be falling | |
| Cause off top i' m gone get my mother fucking creep on | |
| Nigga get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes | |
| I' m a flee off the scene with my rees reeboks on | |
| Black thicker shirt and my gb' s on | |
| Run with me ain' t no way you could get your sleep on | |
| Cause when i come ooh ooh it' s hot the heat' s on i know you feel it nigga | |
| It' s pure ruckus when i enter | |
| I sent a message letting you know i spin ya | |
| Been bro shooting | |
| 50 plus behind air t retaliation is a must | |
| Hollows get bust brain get bust | |
| Anybody here here | |
| When i' m full of that shit | |
| And i' m on a mision to split it get split | |
| Peep me i play for keeps i kill m all | |
| No deciding | |
| I take no prisoners from em all when i' m ridin | |
| Chorus | |
| lil wayne | |
| Uh i come to leave a nigga smelly | |
| Full black better get ready with my melevy mack eleven | |
| Up in my 98 chevy i swing corners | |
| Cut you up like w belly with that thing on ya | |
| Now it be me uh huh | |
| And i be wayne uh huh | |
| This little clique like a chain to your brain uh huh | |
| I shoot first for my talking | |
| Rougher than a carpet | |
| Heard about hot boys erase your name up off the market | |
| And nigga break a swell fly | |
| Camouflage up out of the sky | |
| What if i buy you die | |
| Look i spin corn! ers like a daily routine | |
| The bad choppers told a nigga i be 17 | |
| I got a 10 shot glock | |
| Inched back then i pull it | |
| I' m coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets | |
| I be twisting round your block in all black nigga | |
| Full of that style don' t move i day act nigga | |
| Find where you at and then i chchop nigga | |
| I' m on a duck plan with about 50 shots nigga | |
| Now whoa what saying to shite | |
| My 9 be about that | |
| Watch it crack crack and i' m riding | |
| turk | |
| Ride around with the 2 shooter | |
| Ain' t gone help ya | |
| Playing round with the 50 shooter | |
| Scalp you like a scalper | |
| 10 percent gone help ya | |
| 90 percent gone fail ya | |
| Vests can' t protect what i bring best | |
| Believe it' s gone fail ya | |
| 4 deep in a navigator on a creep | |
| Windows tinted black on black in leather seats | |
| Hot boys with hot girls ready for beef | |
| Red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat | |
| Desert eagle with hollows | |
| You got nothing but egos | |
| Putti! ng hands to niggaz that' s at evil kineevil | |
| Playa haters like shit, get assed out | |
| With no doubt blood blood rush out like a water spout | |
| Ld niggaz best believe they be ridin with me | |
| Shot l tuck best believe he be ridin with me | |
| With them guerillas should have left the meat where it was | |
| But no he wants to spark the shit up | |
| Chorus |
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