Ridin'

Ridin' through the hood
With my homies gettin' smoked out
Ridin' through the mound on that motherfuckin' chronic bitch
Some bitch up on my side, bumpin' old-school Triple 6
The nina with me for you niggas with them attitudes
Droppin' out the window on you bitches, what you gonna do?
The baddest rapper in the limits of this city here
The fifteen wangin' hoe, I’m bumpin' nothin' but Hear My Dear
Don’t fuck with bustas and these niggas that be grindin' yall
Mane when I click it will be no understandin' yall
The sky is red
Them voices in my head
Kill 'em in the shed
I’m scared a nigga dead
When I’m ridin' I stay high just to keep my cool
Damn fool the Koopsta Knicca blast if I have to
Ridin' through the hood
With my homies gettin' smoked out
Gangbang until you envision the Christ, mane
I’m makin' da breakin' news daily
Haters get filled up with thirty inch slugs
The chest niggas swollen with pain man
Inside my dreams, tell me why the sky be fallin' down
I feel I’m cursed so I stay them …
These niggas mad for they bitches gimme they ass nigga
Step onto this mass, Koop gon' beat yo fuckin' ass nigga
Beal Street bound hittin' strips like an animal
Menace 2 Society I’mma motherfuckin' terror hoe
Shouts out to hum a nigga jellin on the full floor
Ridin' round, smoked out, snorted out, fuckin' hoe
Ridin' through the hood
With my homies gettin' smoked out
Me and my, Me and my, Me and my
Me and my Triple-Triple 6 friends
Me and my, Me and my, Me and my
Me and my Triple-Triple 6 friends
Me and my, Me and my, Me and my
Me and my Triple-Triple 6 friends
Me and my, Me and my, Me and my
Soon will be in your town
Me and my, Me and my, Me and my
Me and my Triple-Triple 6 friends