Ride With That – B. Gizzle – letras

Wasup nigga?This the H.N.I.C. of Choppa City Records3 time loser but I still ride with it, ya heard me?[Verse 1]Well it’s Geezy, the hottest of the hotYou can catch me posted in the middle of the blockSuited and booted, I’m bout it, ain’t gotta prove itI see it then I’ma do it, I up it then I’ma use itAnd it’s like that, don’t think you gon’ steala nigga off my team and my team ain’t gon’ strike backWe’ll be right back, fuck you done it niggaWe treat beef like coke, we 2-for-1 a niggaThem soldiers coming nigga, you hear ’em stumpin niggaYour clips loaded about 100, it ain’t no runnin niggaYou gon’ get punished nigga, and your partners tooYou in beef, so that mean they got it tooNow is they nuttin up, or they skettin outYou gon’ see when that pressure come, they gon’ rat you outAnd once we find out, where ya layin atThat’s when we come in 50 deep and scram that[Chorus: repeat 2X]I keep peeps that will always, ride with meI got beef so I always, ride with thatWhen I creep I always, ride with thatWhen we meet then ya know I’ma be, poppin that[Verse 2]You know I sleep and I eat itI’m in the streets it ain’t easyAll year round, where I’m from it’s murder seasonI keep mine close, always in grabbing reachI heard they got a few niggaz talkin bout snatchin me, nabbin meI ain’t going for that, come with it, come get itLast nigga tried, you know how it endedWig splitted, dun-diggidy, I’m bout this, I bang backYou ain’t gotta wonder where them things at, they right hereI walk with em, ride with em, sleep with ’emFuck with me, I’ma show you I’m a fool when I creep with ’emI’ma beast with em, Gizzle don’t play, I’m a dogAK’s, Mack 11’s, Tech 9’s, got ’em allPut your face on the wall, I’m lookin at thatSayin how ya gon’ let a nigga hit me from the backYou gotta think in the streets, don’t trust nobodyIf you ever caught hustlin, don’t bust nobody[Chorus][Verse 3]Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shitWhen death come close your eyes, you won’t see that shitFuckin with Choppa City, nigga it’s gon’ be that shitWe bout that trigger play, partner you could leave that shitI’m a uptown nigga, I’ma be that thereBitch made type nigga, can’t be that thereWhen there’s money coming in, I’ma be right thereC-Vannis, Magnolia, I’ma be right thereWith the 40 on my hip, the chopper ‘cross the streetThe sniper on the roof, keepin a eye on meI’m a product of the street, I get it how I liveIt is what it is so I get it how I liveI’m bout that guerilla warfare, I cock the nine backI told her ? round, I’m bout the dime bagsWhatever you’re thinking, don’t try thatCause where ya hide at, I’ma find that[Chorus]