Ridin In The Streets
(专辑： Thugs Revenge - 2006)
[Chorus] Just, just, just... Just riding, riding... Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Just riding, riding... I'm feeling you, you feeling me, ain't nobody jealous man Just, just, just... I'm just riding, riding... Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding, sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me I'm just riding, riding Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me [Bizzy] We're nothing but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothing but crumbs We're nothing but crumbs, crumbs, we're nothing but crumbs See it's the
thug, thuggish ruggish, give me some bud I'm out on the
way to go get me some love Stuck in the
part where I
put up the
cup, don't What about the
slopes, trying a
get dangerous We're nothing but crumbs, they gave me the
tomb And heavenly Father all over your son The
people are part of ya, never be found But what was it for, telling my people to point to the
guns And what did the
fools finally see who really be riding Look at the
war and here it come I'm the
beginning and the
ending, what are we spending Watch your paper, gospel gangstas walking in churches Don't search us, they tyring to escape though Monotony and a
monopoly, gotta get ready to put us a
chair Rott there, get in the
car, Day's of our Lives oh well I'm from the
best, the
sick of the
best The
sicker the
test, will settle finesse, so Bizzy the
Kid The
best...let me get this, that we feeling depressed [Hook] How many times we gather our rest, so why do they cuss My lips are (?), Lord know's I'm not ugly And how many times we gather our rest, so why do they cuss My lips are (?), the
Lord know's I'm not ugly Heavenly father you are the
best, one time... I'm feeling you, you feeling me, ain't nobody jealous man [Chorus] Just, just, just... Just riding, riding... Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding, sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me I'm just riding, riding Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me [Layzie] I'm a
rise to the
fullest, make 'em do it Make 'em pull it, fill your torso's up with bullets Nigga this the
true shit, and it sit's with a
new kid Who goes there, I, we used to slam them dog's Now we raise 'em up high, lamborhgini dog's to the
sky My nigga, I
be flossing on a
dog, I
ain't shy my nigga No wonder why nigga, I'm a
hard working horse Keep my grammy on a
mantle, fuck putting it in a
source If rap was a
bitch I'll want a
divorce And if rap was a
study, you would need you a
course I'm a
rap 'til my voice gone, probably 'til I
lose it But y'all can't do it, duplicate my music Listen 'til they cruising, haters be refusing They bitches want to listen to it But they gotta be true with it Get bucked knuckler, act a
foo' with it It's rider season, and really ain't no rules to it Nice and smooth getting through it I'm the
ace, realest rapper since Pac want to take my place [Chorus] Just riding, riding... Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding, sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me I'm just riding, riding Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me Nobody's just... [Mr. Criminal] I'm just riding, riding, riding the
city streets Packing the
strap in the
back of my black khakis That's creased, windows down, system on blast Feeling the
breeze, smoking and choking that reefer dog I'm needing my trees (ha, ha--ha, ha) Windows down, system on blast, feeling the
breeze Eyes on my rearview, watch my back for the
police The
homi's say watch my back for enemies Touch your back, the
hennesey stay (?) my remedy Catch me dipping through the
streets Giving a
fuck, running them stoplights Swerve it to the
left, and I
swing it to the
right I'm a
hard switching lane, scraping bumpers and all All eyes on me whenever I'm rotating white walls And as soon as night falls I
let them hundred spokes crawl Straight dipping through the
city With my rider's and dogs It's Mr. Criminal putting it down With the
homi's from Bone Thugs And these hater's get flossed on These bitches get no love [Chorus] Just riding, riding... Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding, sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me I'm just riding, riding Riding the
city streets in a
black benz lexus Where we be feeling the
beat, tucking the
piece I'm just sliding sliding Feeling my (?), I'm feeling you, you feeling me Nobody's just... Crime lab productions...
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