Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Som


Interface


Nível de dificuldade


Sotaque



Interface de linguagem

pt

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Suporte   |   FAQ
1
cadastre-se / faça login
Lyrkit

doar

5$

Lyrkit

doar

10$

Lyrkit

doar

20$

Lyrkit

E/ou me apoie nas redes sociais. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Future

Ridin Strikers

 

Ridin Strikers

(álbum: High Off Life - 2020)


Riding strikers
Hotbox shit, gonna hotbox (Pluto)
I'm gonna cut 'em (You got something to bring)

Riding strikers good, yeah
Riding strikers in the hood
Riding strikers through your hood (Riding strikers through), yeah
Riding strikers through your hood, yeah
Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you need to ride striker
Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man, I had to ride striker
I taught my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker
I put my young bitch in a G-Wag' she riding striker

I go to Jamaica then tag 'em with a hundred snipers
I dip the ice and go (Woo), I step out icy, frozen (Woo)
I hit professional (Woo), I have déjà vu, I know (Woo)
I'm getting my decimals (Woo), I'm going digital
Spazzing in Jimmy Choo, bagged up plentiful
Tell me how I'm supposed to be sober in my interview (sober)
Last night I was growing up (I was in Fendi too)
Took flight, I've been going up (That's a ritual)
Passport and we going up like some animals
Addied up and I'm gassed up, change the temperature
Triple rows, tall hoes, they identical
Minute Maid, Hi-Tech splash (Going crazy)
Drug raids got me cold, got me cocky (Ahh)
Can't stand it, won't enjoy life if it ain't toxic
Cuban links, walking on ice, I don't play hockey
I was trained standing on Front Street and I'm saucy
High pro, foul superstar codeine coughing
Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it's King Joffrey
Kick a door, smoking sherm sticks, they opps, sees 'em
Piss poor, we sticking together like (Gang)
King Kong, I'm taking drugs out my body
Insane, inside my brain and my posse

Riding strikers good, yeah
Riding strikers in the hood
Riding strikers good, yeah
Riding strikers in the hood, yeah
Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you need to ride striker (Striker)
Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man, I had to ride striker (Striker)
I taught my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker
I put my young bitch in a G-Wag' she riding striker (Strike)

Riding strikers good
Riding strikers through your hood, yeah
Riding strikers through
Riding strikers through the hood, yeah
Yeah, riding strikers through your hood

The police need your help in tracking down a suspect in a bank robbery this morning on the city's north side
According to police, the suspect walked into the bank about nine this morning
Went straight to one of the tellers, handed over a note that said
"Put money in bag"

Hold on, pouring up the drank
Hold on, now I'm robbing me a bank
Hold on, fucking on foreign
Hold on, that bitch with you ain't
Hold on, whipping up foreign
Hold on, drive it like a tank
Hold on, pouring up drank
Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank
Hold on, smoking on pressure
Hold on, straight out a pound
Hold on, crazy-ass shooter (Crazy-ass shooter)
Hold on, spraying in the crowd (Spraying in the crowd)
Hold on, kill 'em on sight
Hold on, still go to trial
Hold on, nigga get life
Hold on, been scarred as a child
Hold on, rob me a bank
Rob me a bank
Hold on

feito

Você adicionou todas as palavras desconhecidas dessa música?