Just, just, just... ridin', ridin'... Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus ridin', ridin'... I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, ain't jealous man
Just, just, just... I'm ridin', ridin'... Ridin' the streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the I'm just slidin', Feelin' my (?), I'm you, you feelin' me
I'm just ridin', Ridin' the city streets in a black lexus Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the I'm slidin' slidin' Feelin' my (?), I'm you, you feelin' me
We're but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothin' but crumbs We're but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothin' but crumbs See the thug, thuggish ruggish, give me some bud I'm out on the way to go get me love Stuck in the where I put up the cup, don't about the slopes, tryin' a get dangerous We're but crumbs, they gave me the tomb And heavenly all over your son The people are part of ya, never be But what was it for, tellin' my people to to the guns And what did the fools see who really be ridin' at the war and here it come I'm the beginning and the ending, are we spending Watch your paper, gangstas walkin' in churches search us, they tyrin' to escape though Monotony and a monopoly, gotta get ready to put us a Rott there, get in the car, Day's of our oh well I'm the best, the sick of the best The the test, will settle finesse, so Bizzy the Kid The best...let me get this, that we depressed
How many times we gather our rest, so why do they My lips are (?), Lord know's I'm not
And how many times we gather our rest, so why do cuss My are (?), the Lord know's I'm not ugly father you are the best, one time...
I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, ain't jealous man
Just, just, just... ridin', ridin'... Ridin' the city streets in a benz lexus Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the I'm slidin', slidin' Feelin' my (?), I'm you, you feelin' me
I'm just ridin', Ridin' the city streets in a benz lexus Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the I'm just slidin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me
I'm a rise to the fullest, 'em do it Make 'em pull it, your torso's up with bullets Nigga this the true shit, and it with a new kid Who goes there, I, we used to slam them Now we 'em up high, lamborhgini dog's to the sky My nigga, I be flossin' on a dog, I ain't shy my No wonder why nigga, I'm a hard workin' my grammy on a mantle, fuck puttin' it in a source If rap was a bitch I'll want a And if rap was a study, you would you a course I'm a rap 'til my voice gone, probably I lose it But y'all do it, duplicate my music Listen they cruisin', haters be refusin' They bitches to listen to it But they gotta be true it Get bucked knuckler, act a foo' it rider season, and really ain't no rules to it Nice and smooth through it I'm the ace, realest rapper since Pac want to my place
ridin', ridin'... Ridin' the city streets in a benz lexus we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the piece I'm slidin', slidin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me
I'm just ridin', Ridin' the streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the I'm just slidin' Feelin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you me just...
[Mr. I'm just ridin', ridin', the city streets the strap in the back of my black khakis That's creased, down, system on blast Feelin' the breeze, and chokin' that reefer dog I'm needin' my (ha, ha--ha, ha) Windows down, on blast, feelin' the breeze Eyes on my rearview, watch my for the police The homi's say watch my for enemies Touch back, the hennesey stay (?) my remedy Catch me dippin' the streets Givin' a fuck, them stoplights Swerve it to the left, and I swing it to the I'm a hard lane, scrapin' bumpers and all All eyes on me whenever I'm rotatin' white And as soon as falls I let hundred spokes crawl Straight dippin' the city my rider's and dogs It's Mr. Criminal it down With the homi's from Bone And these get flossed on bitches get no love
ridin', ridin'... Ridin' the city streets in a black benz Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the I'm just slidin', my (?), I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me
I'm ridin', ridin' Ridin' the streets in a black benz lexus Where we be the beat, tuckin' the piece I'm just slidin' my (?), I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me just...
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