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Shad Da God – I'ma Ride lyrics
[Verse 1: Shad Da God]
Semi for the bullit, preferably the fullest
I don't care bout no feelings, fuck them niggas, really
And me and Rolly be on the same shit, we just be chillin
Got a 2 round, that be like a deck of cards dealing
Mobbin with my niggas, low key they some killers
I'll Michael Jack your ass, turn you to a Thriller
Got a 45 in my sell, more 45s for my niggas
Got goons that ain't got jobs, got goons that be drug dealers
In the club with all my rings on, lookin like I'm undefeated
Out the truck with the sticks, 4 25s, you can't beat it
Just stay the fuck out this section, you don't need it
Who wanna be in this bitch? don't give me reasons
I ain't lyn, nigga, I don't need no damb believer
If you fuck with me, we goin proceed with the procedure
I been on this Hustle Gang shit, I got some niggas on the net that bust it, better believe it
[Chorus: T.I.]
One waistline, two thangs
Dope, Cocaine
Nigga wanna talk slick, you best hush
Cause I ain't with the hoe shit, guess what
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
I got that AK on my side, pull up to my side of town, Imma ride
[Verse 2: T.I.]
A nigga want it, he can get it
Trouble Man, a motherfuckin fool with it
Fully automatic, have you wanna hold your breath
Play with them other niggas, shauty, I ain't one of them
I'm playin with them Ms, you don't wanna see me, dog
Got Jamaican niggas smoke you like the Reefer, dog
Focused on that paper, all them haters, I don't see them all
Watch your mouth, all my problems, you don't need at all
Stood tall against the reaper and the fed case
Now I ain't got shit to say in the feds face
Hah hah, shouldn't have fucked with me in the first place
Westside, A Town, Bankhead, first place
AR15, in the guitar case
I pull strings, nigga dead, no court case
It's King, nigga, all caps, no lowercase
Throwin money at these diamonds till they go away
[Chorus: T.I.]
One waistline, two thangs
Dope, Cocaine
Nigga wanna talk slick, you best hush
Cause I ain't with the hoe shit, guess what
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
I got that AK on my side, pull up to my side of town, Imma ride
Semi for the bullit, preferably the fullest
I don't care bout no feelings, fuck them niggas, really
And me and Rolly be on the same shit, we just be chillin
Got a 2 round, that be like a deck of cards dealing
Mobbin with my niggas, low key they some killers
I'll Michael Jack your ass, turn you to a Thriller
Got a 45 in my sell, more 45s for my niggas
Got goons that ain't got jobs, got goons that be drug dealers
In the club with all my rings on, lookin like I'm undefeated
Out the truck with the sticks, 4 25s, you can't beat it
Just stay the fuck out this section, you don't need it
Who wanna be in this bitch? don't give me reasons
I ain't lyn, nigga, I don't need no damb believer
If you fuck with me, we goin proceed with the procedure
I been on this Hustle Gang shit, I got some niggas on the net that bust it, better believe it
[Chorus: T.I.]
One waistline, two thangs
Dope, Cocaine
Nigga wanna talk slick, you best hush
Cause I ain't with the hoe shit, guess what
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
I got that AK on my side, pull up to my side of town, Imma ride
[Verse 2: T.I.]
A nigga want it, he can get it
Trouble Man, a motherfuckin fool with it
Fully automatic, have you wanna hold your breath
Play with them other niggas, shauty, I ain't one of them
I'm playin with them Ms, you don't wanna see me, dog
Got Jamaican niggas smoke you like the Reefer, dog
Focused on that paper, all them haters, I don't see them all
Watch your mouth, all my problems, you don't need at all
Stood tall against the reaper and the fed case
Now I ain't got shit to say in the feds face
Hah hah, shouldn't have fucked with me in the first place
Westside, A Town, Bankhead, first place
AR15, in the guitar case
I pull strings, nigga dead, no court case
It's King, nigga, all caps, no lowercase
Throwin money at these diamonds till they go away
[Chorus: T.I.]
One waistline, two thangs
Dope, Cocaine
Nigga wanna talk slick, you best hush
Cause I ain't with the hoe shit, guess what
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
Imma motherfuckin ride, Imma ride
I got that AK on my side, pull up to my side of town, Imma ride
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