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letra de ride wit it - eddie gianni

[intro: flex malik]

aw d-mn uh, aw d-mn yea, d-mn, ohh, d-mn, ooh, d-mn yea, aw d-mn yea, ooh, ooh
so you gon ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it, (ride) boy you gon die wit it, die wit, die wit it
so you gon ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it, so you gon die wit it, die wit, die wit it (die)

[verse 1: flex malik]

sh-lls they gon fly through the sky just like mario
i need my pockets big, fat just like wario
f-cked her, i’m working, and i give her cardio
lightskin lil shawty she look like rosario
she a lil freak but she act like she innocent
it give me power, i feel like i’m 50 cent
i ain’t got time or patience for the silly sh-t, n-gg-s don’t care less they gain a benefit
terror squad n-gg- don’t wanna get terrorized, dat boy gon run, dat gun make em excercise
f-cked her so good had that lil b-tch look mesmerized, guess i’m so clean they say that i look sanitized
me and the money i swear that we hand in hand, play ya cards right until you get a better hand
all-star man i feel like a letterman, uff a teacher man, let’s teach em the etiquette

[hook: flex malik]

ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it, (ride) boy you gon die wit it, die wit, die wit it
so you gon ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it, so you gon die wit it, die wit, die wit it (die)

[verse 2: larry loudpack]

hop out the foreign, i’m black like the panther
smoke with the gang f-ck around and get cancer
askin the questions, but don’t want the answers
diamonds big goofin, they movin like dancer
turn ya trap house to a lick house
dump em in a forest, my n-gg-s they sticked out
double down, duce duce, we got the big rounds
big pound, boost boost, we inna big house
are you gon ride about dis? (huh) are you gon die bout dis? (ooh b-tch)
i’m in the trap with the dishes, water on me just wan fly with the fishes (fly with the fishes)
can’t take the heat get the f-ck out the kitchen (f-ck out the kitchen)
i keep on countin, got a money addiction (money addiction)
my life true story, you rappers they fiction
see you on tony, i handle my business (handle my business)

[verse 2: 95reddo]

ay, yuh, glock .34 with the shots and he got game (yuh)
everybody walk around hot man it’s a new craze
my gang gang crazy turns out we all deranged
playin [?], but boy we not on the same page
got these b-tches x’d out, like they was at the rave (x’d out, x’d out)
where you found that, pullin up where you stay
when i get off the job, i lock the top lock
i just hit for 3, no time on the clock

[verse 3: tony shhnow]

playin from deep, swish (boom)
game winner, shake all my problems put em in a blender
ain’t n-body perfect, everybody sinning
do you down bad while grinning, gotta eat from the beginning
everybody takin an l, but you cannot keep slippin
is you with the life you claim that you livin, look in the mirror you trippin
if he gon slide then i bet he gon slide, if he gon fye, then i bet he gon fye
get ready to shh, and watch fox 5, if n-body die n-gg- open yo eyes
then what’s the point of shooting otherwise?

- eddie gianni

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