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(Whomp, whomp)
What you ride for? you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die Bounce!
I got some that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)

by the ki, the language when you call on a G
Prices cut you ballin' on me
Sleepy fuck all over your jones, holla at my cousin for zones
He don't communicate with Fiend unless you're buildin' a
kill on his momma, before he short me
Shoot him in his then go take it to heart, see gon' mob me
Ghetto red hot, seventeen ward
Yes, I issue more shit for you to cop, then store it by the

the gun if you can't afford cops
So no tellin' where your boy rots
I employ Rotts that be wildin' off the
Speak in fives, gimme what you got
And still pop a nigga ass from the
And still catch the 'Kiss performance with The L.O.X.
We real raw, my dog signin' with the R and R
Fuck with me, you blow up with your car dog

How come I don't stop in
You wanna get in and get gone, gotta get my thug on
You wanna war? Okay, alright, it on
me, you ashes
(Boy)
I'm a leave you
(Uh huh)
I'm a ghetto bastard if I it let me have it
(Woo!)
You play the game raw, I make a fuckin'
(Blaow!)
You play thug in the streets, I'm at your chest
(Nigga)

You heard about me boy, you want no drama
I make it hard for you to breathe in the
While finessin' your baby momma, my mind shawty
you poppin that X, I'ma pop yo' chest
And leave you dead in the like soakin' wet
what happens when you flex
In the A-T-L shawty be caught in the hype
I two phone calls from a pay phone and there go your life

What you for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)
What you ride for? you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches ride for me, die for me
(Whomp)

What you ride What you die for? Bounce!
I got niggaz that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp)
you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)

I, lock like a, big pimp nigga
Eight mackin' with no, fake shit
Coast to coast tossin' hoes with my nigga
my clip in, and do a hit for 'kiss nigga
Dirty money, the only way for nigga
Hustle hustle, tryin' to be a rich nigga
If I get caught up, I'll never be a snitch
We pimpin' hard it all to a bitch nigga

Under my denim is a big nigga
Fuckin' with me is like, off a cliff nigga
And I don't practice I was with this gift nigga
Pure pimpin' from my brain to my nigga
green takes my mind on a trip nigga
In A-T-L I get my Gucci down at nigga
We call 'em slabs in New York, they call 'em whips
One baby, Eightball gotta dip nigga
Uh, uh, uh uh uh

Uh, uh, yo I'm loadin' the clips, niggaz I hate, face be on 'em
why I stopped coppin' the guns with safeties on 'em
When I touch down, call me up, I'm on the
the mac, servin' niggaz "Eightballs" and up
You wanna why niggaz is broke, because they hate money
The rims that I'm on is in they late twenties
Bitches wanna see me holla at 'em, a dollar at 'em and
If they hustle throw some or some powder at 'em
is for my South niggaz

Gold and platinum ice in they mouth
ride out niggaz
Everybody gon' follow the
Until they realize, gon' follow the stitches
On the other hand, shit is real low, a fact that
out of ten niggaz mouths get 'em killed though
What you ride What you die for?
'Cause I got some niggaz and some bitches that's my that I kill for

What you ride What you die for? Bounce!
I got niggaz that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)
What you ride for? What you die Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll for me, die for me
(Whomp)

you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got niggaz that'll ride for me, die for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die Bounce!
I got some bitches ride for me, die for me
(Whomp, whomp)