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letra de ridin' - daboii

[chorus]
and when that time come, i just wonder who ridin’?
voices in my head and them voices want violence
won’t open up that door but the devil keep knockin’ for me
no place to rest in my mind got me hidin’ from peace
and when that time come, i just wonder who ridin’?
voices in my head and them voices want violence
won’t open up that door but the devil keep knockin’ for me
no place to rest in my mind got me hidin’ from peace

[verse 1]
now you ain’t really ’bout that life you n-ggas say y’all livin’
we the type to catch a body and go ask, “who did it?”
had a growth spurt overnight the way i pack this midget
by the way a n-gga live this ain’t no happy ending
and i ain’t rollin’ up no ‘woods that ain’t sweet aromatic
the way i break these b-tches back you need some chiropractic
dirty dog up in that oss spent a hour at it
and no i don’t believe in sleep i just be power nappin’
if we can’t find you, hit yo’ house, yeah that’s target practice
that n-gga say he on my head he doin’ more than actin’
i hear you speakin’ on my name and boy you order static
you scared to tote yo’ own strap so you quarterback it
and why you weird n-ggas juiced to have my sloppy seconds?
why every pic you chickens post you b-tches gotta edit?
b-tch you thirsty, two times you need cop a leverage
and if you dissin’ on them songs you need to wear a weapon
b-tch!

[verse 2]
b-tch we want all the smoke like we takin’ off
in they bird work these hollows we gon’ pack ’em out
it ain’t no lies up in this sh-t that i be rappin’ ’bout
on gang, when i was fresh up out that womb i had the baddest mouth
i got these voices in my head they tell me crazy things
they say these n-ggas they ain’t wit’ you and not to play wit’ lames
aite f-ck it, see a opp and i ain’t playin’ games
when them n-ggas took my brother that sh-t made me change
and sometimes it be so hard for me to take the pain
i’m don nelson in his prime it’s time to make a play
yeah the winter over wit’ but it’s gon’ rain today
oh you a gorilla? wet ’em up, now you a bathing ape
they shot at what’s his name, that n-gga trained to spray
pray before you run into his chop and sing “amazing grace”
eat or get ate, how we livin’ n-ggas spray to stay
st-tch lip to the grave, i wonder what he say
b-tch!

- daboii

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