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letra de ridin round - mudbaby ru

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[intro]
(gentlebeatz)

[verse 1]
ayy, uh
hop out five percent, i like to ride with tint
this fifty got a fully, so i’m finna left off fifty quick
n-ggas broke, i caught ’em window shoppin’ just like 50 cent
he tried to stand on business, he got dropped, now he can’t stand on sh-t
shh, nah, for real, zip it up
this 7.62 arp so big, i can’t even pick it up
this b-tch got so much kick, i let it hit, this b-tch start liftin’ up
b-tch hit harder than a, d-mn, b-tch hit harder than a bus
i’m a ghetto rich n-gga, where the ‘cat? f-ck bentley trucks
the opp hoes be chum buckets and they n-ggas weenie huts
you got one time to gain my trust, just keep it real, don’t f-ck it up
but b-tches gon’ be b-tches, that’s just that ’cause all these b-tches suck

[chorus]
uh, ridin’ ’round town with that motherf-cker
i’m that motherf-cker, i don’t f-ck with motherf-ckers, uh, ayy
ridin’ ’round town with that motherf-cker
i’m that motherf-cker, i don’t f-ck with motherf-ckers

[verse 2]
i can’t f-ck with motherf-ckers
all my n-ggas real smackers, all my n-ggas head wrappers, all my k!llers real active
f-ck totin’ them pistols, n-gga, all my choppers real massive
he got hit, but the boy look like he got bit by a bullmastiff
free big bro, he caught a hat and free big bro that’s in the feds
he dropped a diss, his brodie died, he shouldn’t have said what he said
had him slumped outside the whip, his whole front yard was painted red
the neighbors posted on facebook like, “oh my god, i think he dead”
pour me up, gang, where that other bottle?
my first time shootin’, my eyes was closed, i know i hit him ’cause he hollered
second time, i saw my mans and gave him nine like iguodala
hundred shots, i let off one, you still got ninety-nine more problems
i’m a mean one with my stick, rap n-ggas need a license, ridin’ other rappers’ d-ck
backwood full of nothin’ but green like i’m sparking the grinch
we disrespectful, sn-tch a n-gga ‘cat, then sell that b-tch on wish, ayy
[chorus]
uh, ridin’ ’round town with that motherf-cker
i’m that motherf-cker, i don’t f-ck with motherf-ckers, uh, ayy
ridin’ ’round town with that motherf-cker
i’m that motherf-cker, i don’t f-ck with motherf-ckers, uh, nah

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