Name: Ryde or Die
Duration: 5 min 11 s
Description: Слушайте песню Ryde or Die - Drag-on, DMX, Luniz онлайн с альбома Turf Stories в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:11. Год выхода - 1999

Turf Stories

Chris Hicks

Keytek

Intro

Daz Dillinger

Mac Shawn

Tray Deee

Nitro

Buccett Loc

Hennessey

Big Lurch

Death BIV Di$hoEr

State Your Occupation

Layzie Bone

Mo Thugs

All My Family

Keytec

Mob Sh.. (Skit)

Nicnac

Michelob

Better Way

The Night Train

Pooh Man

Jay Rome

We Ridaz

Too Short

Playa Style

Mellowdramatic

Dru Down

Wit It Wit It

X Mob

B-Legit

Nationwide

The LOX

Shotgun Style

Drag-on

Luniz

Ryde or Die

'Cause if you targeting the LOX you might as well target a box

That you gonna sleep in for years all covered with rocks

'Cause I think not I pop shots I double what y'all got

Ya hot shots and got blocks ya punta muchacha

I'm the days of school I mother fucking rule

I drive my chain and cork ya and keep it cool

That's the ice B. I'm pricrless. The iciest

And I don't gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest

My bullets thump when I lace this fly shit pump

And baby I be on it yearly ain't no poppin' the trunk

But if I, pop the trunk its to hear your rag

Shit just wipe down my windows,on the side of my jag

Must I brag, my shit paid for, yours tagged

And every chick you grab, Sheek been done bagged

Yo, I hope you ain't tongue kissing your spouse

And before you know it, I'mma have her suckin' my dick

Been nice, since niggaz was watchin' movies on beta

And belive it or not, we be the ones setting the trap

Listen to y'all shit. Then listen to our shit

Ain't nothing y'all cowards could do, got this

That's the reason now, y'all players ain't got shit

'Cause every time I turn around, y'all on the lox dick

For those that's narrow, I just smack them with the barrel

Give it to them after night, like Kains cousin Harold

I clap you I clap him, and that's rule number one

Who you are, where you from, and who the fuck you can get

'Cause I sell records, and I got a jail record

Ya niggas ain't sayin' shit till y'all bare weapons

And even when your dead, you can still fuck and get it

I ride about and smack you, cock back and clap you

Styles be ya favorite rappers favorite rapper

Ain't no surprise niggas, only run with recognized niggas

Baby girl, want the world? Sugar pie niggas

No tops, take em in all shape and size niggas

No lie, prefer them ready do or die niggas

Cutie starin' at me like "Damn, where you from?"

You be comin' at me, like "Can I get some?"

Suck me like a thumb if you want till I cum

Like dutch when the flame comes a toastin'

In my eyes you can see what summers holdin'

'Cause I got one burby, so you better run hurry

You better throw your boots on, and your un-flameable suits on

Catch you while you smokin', send your casket with a sack in it

'Cause we one whole and y'all niggas, is one slash two

Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water (what)

Every day I show another how I love a slaughter (what)

With more holes than swiss cheese (come on)

Attack the bitch and stop for the leach (come on)

And its thought, enough keys from the cubans to build a fucking fort (what)

I'm caught up in something that I can't control

Trying to get a hold of a bank role and stroll

Catch bodies like a cold. And stay sick (uh)

So face it, make me chase it, I take your life and erase it (what)

The undertaker take your ass under the earth (come on)

Quicker, I love money, but the scam is hot (uh)

So I snatch up my man and hit the gambling spot (uh)

20 grand is got, one shot and you got less

What use to his chest, is a mess under his fucking vest.

Слушайте песню Ryde or Die - Drag-on, DMX, Luniz онлайн с альбома Turf Stories в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:11. Год выхода - 1999

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