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Chamillionaire

We Gonna Ride

 

We Gonna Ride

(album: Mixtape Messiah - 2004)


[Chamillionaire:] "Tip down like that sometimes baby, know what I'm talking 'bout"?
(Talking 'Bout?)

[Big Moe Inserts]
-Ayayo, it's the Big Humvy, Hummer-Hummer
-I don' took a pint to the head like, I don'-I don' took a pint to the head
like

[Rasaq]
Yo, Aoww!, Color Change nigga (yeah)
It's Rasaq boy (Color Change is a Army nigga)
We...
Ay put ya deuce up in the air like this here

[Hook: Rasaq]
We gon' ride, forever stunting while the pops roll glow
WhooaWhooaWhoa!
We gon' buy, cuz real ballers eat at PoppaDo's

[Verse 1: Rasaq]
I got, donut glaze on the do' of my caddy
Rolling on candy, nigga I spend dough in Miami
I got bad red-bones that I won't show to my family
Cuz if you show her to the poll, she gon' show you them panties
Talking down on the south, niggaz must be absurb
We been rapping hard, but we just getting heard
Plenty years in the game that's a goddamn shame
Now everybody wanna talk with a southern slang
Them boys up North (North), them boys from the West (From the West)
They tell me not to plex, but I'ma get it off my chest
How you gon' act like the south don't shine
Nigga we the hardest, my ad-libs gon' co-sign
The niggaz talk with purpose, while I'm holding my nuts
(Even niggaz that ain't us), wanna sound like us
Okay, Okay if you say we ain't got no lyrics
Gotta verse for you hoe ass niggaz, I know you wanna hear it
Hit em' up, get em' up, spit em' up
style I'm finna switch it up
Diamonds finna glisten up
Yall niggaz better listen up
Flip em' up, rip em' up
gotta AK to shoot yo kitchen up
Leave ya family twitching up
Shell catchers I don't got to pick em' up
Nah, I'ma stop, it ain't all about the skills
Down here all that matters is, how much you real
I'ma give it to you straight like popping a pill
Before the south gotta deal, been swanging big wheels

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Flipping Benz, bubble-lens, feed ya tank a number 10
If ya pimping, her and friends, I ain't tripping get ya ins
If ya been, in the pen', pop this in and lift ya chin
Tat skin, get some ins, and throw some glitter in ya grin
Man, once again, but this dank off in the wind
If you don't smoke, then that's for them, put some drank off in ya chin
Remember back about 10, majors wouldn't let us in
Serving school is a lifestyle, but they treat it like it's a trend
Man, they like "Koopa tell me where the hell you been"
Man, I been dealing with family, and taking care of Ben
Franklin, ain't the end, I was here when it begin
See if ya riding Davin rims, celebrate by letting em' spin
I bought some new ones in, to replace the older rims
What type of rims? that depends is it the truck, the bike, or van
Had to hop out, and stop my spinners on the rims
My alarm kept detecting motion poking out of them
Man, I'm just saying, yall know Koopa don't be playing
I'm just saying, I be laying with the flat TV's displaying
Sometimes I feel like gripping, sometimes I'm tipping
Niggaz in the streets trying to find out if it's written
Haha..Yo, Chamillitary man!

done

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