Jones, Status You what this is about, 'bout riders All my around this country All my ghettos, my niggaz to ride R.I.P, Biggie Smalls, this for you
We riders, I hope you know we riders rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get high and ride And get and get high, let's ride
You we riders, I hope you know we riders Them rollin', riders, lock and load my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just And get high and just ride now let's
Lock and the clip, see po-po then slow the whip Big ass guns in a stolen whip but if you got weed roll the shit You rollin' with them rollin' Dips, straight up no poofin' these Straight up G's no me, crazy b's that shoot up shit Major cheese off of movin'
cuttin' up rain to shuflin' rain Baggin' these hoes, fuckin' dames up morning and fuck is the name
I'm in Mr. Chows Stuntin' like 50 thou I keep my goons my wild Shootin' thing till ya shit go blaow
The palmin' cheese can't come my Hatian bombin' weed Gats mo-mo, techs blow, all in these streets Shots a four pound, AK when it go 'round Don't play it go 'round In little Haiti them crazy like "Get 'em, baby"
Let's ride, here go riders, I hope you know the riders Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get high and ride And get and just ride and let's ride
You know we riders, I hope you we riders Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders You know we riders that ride out and get high and just And get high and ride now let's ride
Call my gang to bust, know you fags ain't Must be high off Dust To think that you can bang us hang wit' us Tape you to the hood no with us up ya club get ya mangled up I call my up and get ya faggot ass tangled up
Now what you bitches, step on the corner a bunch of G's Tryna dump the heat, while you duck Me, myself, I run the streets wit' no like, "Oh my God" We just sittin' here not to lose, high off weed lots of booze Call my G's when I got to I drop 100 G's when I dropped the Coupe
Niggaz a way tryna take my life 'Cause I run 'round the way wit' a full of ice Gotta bunch of and I set 'em to bite So if you niggaz war we can do it tonight
I'm to the Lord that optimize Dip Set Byrd Gang know I'ma And I'ma rep till my breath Take a of my last hit
Pull up on niggaz and blast the bitch East side when I mask the We ride on some shit, gotta go prac, lotta load gats If a niggaz run on me then I gotta go back, And we gon' ride out, just ride and get And just ride and get high add let's
You know we riders, I you know we riders Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders You know we riders, that out and get high and just ride And get high and just ride now let's
You know we riders, I hope you know we rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my riders You we riders, that ride out and get high and just ride And get high and just ride, now ride
You know we riders, I hope you know we You think you roll wit' liars, hear them 4's wit' fire Listen lame, I'm insane to this game, get this flame in ya Like bang, bang, bang, bang,
You know we riders, I you know we riders You think you roll wit' liars, you'll hear them 4's wit' Listen lame, I'm insane, to game, get this flame in ya brain Like bang, bang, bang, bang,
Yo, who is realer us? We'll turn jailers to smuts I'm too chill, you can't inhale what I puff Peep it duke, me to you's, a whale to a gup Keep ya Chuck Taylors, I'ma go Taylor my
You'll get whaled on the snuck, gat for ice, match it Faggot dyke, mag to bite, go ya appetite My blast the pipe, black ya lights, flag the kite Shout to my man Lino facin' natural life
I'm natural nice, you's hermaphrodite My man be home three nigga pass the kite the facts of life, facts of ice, scrap ya right Cabbage sliced, matchin' chain, Nikes
a coward please, I keep the power squeezed Creep this leave you under them flower trees I done crowd the please, wit about a thousand Ask about me, I gotta break a smile to cheese