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letra de when we ride - chris travis

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all black when we ride
n-ggas cannot f-ckin hide
this that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind
if i’m lying then i’m dying
is you riding or is you dying
quit with all that faking b-tch
is you trying or is you lying
(3x)

[verse 1: chris travis]
smoked a thousand blunts
got a n-gga feeling too straight
with a bad b-tch and i’m giving her that bukkake
n-gga f-ck you mean, i get a new b-tch every tuesday
boy you n-ggas trippin, better tie up that shoelace
chris f-cking travis, boy you ain’t gotta like me
i’m st–zin on yo main b-tch or better yet yo wifey
no doubt that ima take her m-th-f-cka more than likely
i slip back to my town and told that pretty b-tch to skype me
i ride around my town my n-gga blowin on that chronic
i hit the nearest mickey d’s for my f-ckin munchies
i’m laughing at you n-ggas cause yall so f-ckin funny
b-tch it’s a dark day even when it’s f-ckin sunny
shoutout to the houston queen amber f-ckin london
i’m sliding rolling solo and that pimp c b-tch i’m bumpin
i’m lighting kush blunts cause a n-gga feeling grumpy
while you texting yo b-tch my n-gga i hope you know she f-cking

[hook]
all black when we ride
n-ggas cannot f-ckin hide
this that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind
if i’m lying then i’m dying
is you riding or is you dying
quit with all that faking b-tch
is you trying or is you lying
(2x)

[verse 2: amber london]
you ain’t f-ckin with the realest, trillest, b-tches on the rise
grippin the wheel and poppin the pill
we got to k!ll with no disguise
n-ggas think it’s all gravy but at stake with a f-ckin snake
you can’t escape, we keepin it real my n-gga it ain’t nothing fake
i ain’t dying, i ain’t crying, no lying, ima ride b-tch
you side b-tch, the only time you on top is when you ride d-ck
you tried this, lil n-gga shoe size, size 6
smokin on exotic that narcotic make my eyes sit
don’t act like you get it when you don’t
cause yo wig they will split and then sit it on the trunk
see them n-ggas ain’t no punks
see them n-ggas ain’t no lames
switchin lanes but ain’t no snitching
b-tch we come from different things
see them hoes don’t know no pain
and i ain’t never felt regret
so i’m strapped, mac and the chrome and i’m aimed at yo neck
naw amber ain’t no k!ller g
but i can do you lyricliy
come f-ck with me
i’ll gladly take you b-tches where the spirits be
you hearing me?

- chris travis

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