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Ride Wit Me歌词
  • 歌手:T.I.
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    Let's get it homeboy!

    Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nuttin new to y'all man!

    T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that?

    King of the South! Hey!

    Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't know no better nigga

    BANKHEAD!!





    Aye... Aye... Grand Hustle c'mon and kick it wit' me for a minute

    Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!

    Y'all ready know what it is, aye..

    We gone swing by some sororities y'know what I'm sayin'

    We gone ride down Bankhead my nigga

    C'mon and ride wit' me right quick aight?





    Come and ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at

    Where them suckers get it at and hustlas keep the chickens at

    Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at

    Where hoe niggaz be snitchin' at and often come up missin' at

    Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at

    Where them killers livin' at and T.I.P. be trillin' at

    Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G

    All through the A.T.L., come and ride wit' a G





    See me ridin' through Atlanta in a Phantom wit' the double door

    Make these bitches wonder what he be in so much trouble for

    I'm touchy folk, anytime they try Grand Hustle folk

    Unpleasant folk, what the fuck they arguin' plus and cussin' for?

    You lucky hoe, couple of years ago I prolly cut your throat

    I'm rugged though, rather spend somethin' on an ugly folk

    Well-known flow, man I got this shit from ?

    Rather be goin' home insteada hearin' his own fo'

    A drop top, flip flop, shine as the chrome blow

    TIP pop out the roof and really up and hardly harmful

    Along though, shit he jus' doin' what he known for

    Blowin' 'dro, 24, livin' how the song go

    Rubber burnt, turn the corners, beatin' like a Congo

    You try to jack and pull the strap, it's +ASAP+ pronto

    King of the South, every hood's head honcho

    I'm Westside certified, go run a fuckin' hood yo









    I done told y'all I'ma O.G., never had cold feet

    You end up with no teeth, nigga +U Don't Know Me+

    I'll knock ya off ya feet, put holes in ya until ya clothes leave

    Tossed it in the river like I threw away my old heat

    You chose to oppose me? Who the fuck you s'posed to be?

    Mechanical and summer hill is on three that roll wit' me

    No hoes wit' me, you know all that blow before they sold me?

    I'm everything you s'posed to be, boy ain't no runnin' over me

    Kick it wit' the +King+ and lemme show you what I mean man

    Most these niggaz rappin' about a block, ain't never seen nare

    Real niggaz recognize, real niggaz and me now

    You don't know how to slap a nigga dead, keep a clean hand

    Sell a block for 24, you got's to 17 gram

    From Eastside niggaz and Kirkwood and Little Vietnam

    These 26's keep the attention of bitches

    Come and ride wit' me pimpin', lemme show you how we get it









    Alabama, Mississippi, come and ride wit' a G

    Dallas ride wit' a G, Houston ride wit' a G

    Carolinas, Virginia, Philly come and ride wit' a G

    Memphis ride wit' a G, Chicago ride wit' a G

    California, Florida, Detroit they all gon' ride wit' a G

    Phoenix ride wit' a G, St. Louis ride wit' a G

    Seattle ride wit' a G, Jersey ride wit' a G

    Vegas, New York, and D.C. they all ride wit' a G







  • [Intro]

    Let's get it homeboy!

    Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nuttin new to y'all man!

    T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that?

    King of the South! Hey!

    Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't know no better nigga

    BANKHEAD!!



    [T.I.]

    Aye... Aye... Grand Hustle c'mon and kick it wit' me for a minute

    Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!

    Y'all ready know what it is, aye..

    We gone swing by some sororities y'know what I'm sayin'

    We gone ride down Bankhead my nigga

    C'mon and ride wit' me right quick aight?



    [Chorus]

    Come and ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at

    Where them suckers get it at and hustlas keep the chickens at

    Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at

    Where hoe niggaz be snitchin' at and often come up missin' at

    Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at

    Where them killers livin' at and T.I.P. be trillin' at

    Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G

    All through the A.T.L., come and ride wit' a G



    [T.I.]

    See me ridin' through Atlanta in a Phantom wit' the double door

    Make these bitches wonder what he be in so much trouble for

    I'm touchy folk, anytime they try Grand Hustle folk

    Unpleasant folk, what the fuck they arguin' plus and cussin' for?

    You lucky hoe, couple of years ago I prolly cut your throat

    I'm rugged though, rather spend somethin' on an ugly folk

    Well-known flow, man I got this shit from ?

    Rather be goin' home insteada hearin' his own fo'

    A drop top, flip flop, shine as the chrome blow

    TIP pop out the roof and really up and hardly harmful

    Along though, shit he jus' doin' what he known for

    Blowin' 'dro, 24, livin' how the song go

    Rubber burnt, turn the corners, beatin' like a Congo

    You try to jack and pull the strap, it's +ASAP+ pronto

    King of the South, every hood's head honcho

    I'm Westside certified, go run a fuckin' hood yo



    [Chorus]



    [T.I.]

    I done told y'all I'ma O.G., never had cold feet

    You end up with no teeth, nigga +U Don't Know Me+

    I'll knock ya off ya feet, put holes in ya until ya clothes leave

    Tossed it in the river like I threw away my old heat

    You chose to oppose me? Who the fuck you s'posed to be?

    Mechanical and summer hill is on three that roll wit' me

    No hoes wit' me, you know all that blow before they sold me?

    I'm everything you s'posed to be, boy ain't no runnin' over me

    Kick it wit' the +King+ and lemme show you what I mean man

    Most these niggaz rappin' about a block, ain't never seen nare

    Real niggaz recognize, real niggaz and me now

    You don't know how to slap a nigga dead, keep a clean hand

    Sell a block for 24, you got's to 17 gram

    From Eastside niggaz and Kirkwood and Little Vietnam

    These 26's keep the attention of bitches

    Come and ride wit' me pimpin', lemme show you how we get it



    [Chorus]



    [T.I.]

    Alabama, Mississippi, come and ride wit' a G

    Dallas ride wit' a G, Houston ride wit' a G

    Carolinas, Virginia, Philly come and ride wit' a G

    Memphis ride wit' a G, Chicago ride wit' a G

    California, Florida, Detroit they all gon' ride wit' a G

    Phoenix ride wit' a G, St. Louis ride wit' a G

    Seattle ride wit' a G, Jersey ride wit' a G

    Vegas, New York, and D.C. they all ride wit' a G



    [Chorus]



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