Jones, Status You know what is about, 'bout riders All my states around this All my ghettos, my ready to ride R.I.P, Biggie Smalls, this for you
We some riders, I hope you we riders Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get high and just And get high and get high, ride
You know we riders, I hope you know we Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and load my You know we riders, ride out and get high and just ride And get high and just ride now ride
Lock and load the clip, see then slow the whip Big ass guns in a whip but if you got weed then roll the shit You rollin' with them rollin' Dips, straight up no poofin' these Straight up G's no me, crazy b's that shoot up shit Major cheese off of bricks
From up rain to shuflin' rain Baggin' these hoes, some dames Waking up and fuck is the name
I'm in Mr. Chows Stuntin' hard 50 thou I keep my my niggaz wild Shootin' thing till ya shit go blaow
The palmin' cheese can't my needs Hatian bombin' weed mo-mo, techs gon' blow, all in these streets Shots with a four pound, AK it go 'round play when it go 'round In little Haiti them niggaz like "Get 'em, baby"
Let's ride, here go some riders, I hope you know the Them rollin', riders, lock and load my riders You know we riders, ride out and get high and just ride And get high and just ride and ride
You we riders, I hope you know we riders Them rollin', rollin' riders, lock and my riders You we riders that ride out and get high and just ride And get and just ride now let's ride
Call my gang to bust, know you ain't dangerous Must be high off Dust To think that you can bang wit' us hang us Tape you to the no thang with us Shoot up ya club get ya up I call my gangstas up and get ya faggot ass up
Now what you bitches, on the corner wit' a bunch of G's dump the heat, while you duck police Me, myself, I run the wit' no regard like, "Oh my God" We just sittin' here not to lose, high off weed lots of booze Call my G's I got to move 'Cause I 100 G's when I dropped the Coupe
Niggaz found a way tryna take my 'Cause I run the way wit' a neck full of ice Gotta of doggs and I set 'em to bite So if you want war we can do it tonight
I'm to the Lord that optimize Dip Set Byrd Gang know I'ma And I'ma rep my last breath Take a pull of my hit
Pull up on these and blast the bitch side when I mask the bitch We ride on some panther shit, gotta go prac, load gats If a niggaz run on me I gotta go back, back And we ride out, just ride and get high And ride and get high add let's ride
You know we riders, I hope you know we Them rollin', rollin' riders, and load my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get and just ride And get high and ride now let's ride
You know we riders, I hope you we riders Them rollin', riders, lock and load my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get high and ride And get high and just ride, now ride
You know we riders, I hope you we riders You think you roll wit' liars, you'll hear them 4's fire Listen lame, I'm insane to this game, get this flame in ya bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
You know we riders, I hope you we riders You you roll wit' liars, you'll hear them 4's wit' fire Listen lame, I'm insane, to this game, get flame in ya brain Like bang, bang, bang, bang,
Yo, who is realer than us? We'll turn jailers to I'm too real chill, you can't inhale what I Peep it duke, me to you's, like a to a gup ya Chuck Taylors, I'ma go Taylor my Chucks
You'll get on the snuck, gat for ice, match it twice Faggot dyke, mag to bite, go ya appetite My niggaz blast the pipe, ya lights, flag the kite Shout to my man Tito Lino facin' life
I'm natural nice, you's hermaphrodite My man be home three nigga pass the kite the facts of life, facts of ice, scrap ya right Cabbage sliced, matchin' chain, matchin'
You's a coward please, I keep the power Creep this thunder'll leave you under flower trees I done crowd the please, wit a thousand keys Ask about me, I ain't gotta a smile to cheese