Ridin Lyrics by Hot Boys

Ridin Lyrics

    (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 ‘em 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 ‘em 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

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