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Ride Wit Me
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elliot Carter
Elliot Carter
Recording Engineer
Keith McMasters
Keith McMasters
Producer
Kevin Davis
Kevin Davis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Let's get it, homeboy) ha-ha-ha, ay (You already know what it is, man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all, man) yeah, yeah, ha, ay (T.I.P. Pimp $quad Clique, you understand that? Grand Hustle, pimp) Come and kick it with me for a minute, you know what I'm sayin' (King of the South) Come and ride with your boy, man (hey) You already know what it is (West Side of the A-Town, nigga, if you don't know no better, nigga) (Zone 1 through 4, you know what I'm sayin') And then we gon' swing by Simpson Road, you know what I'm sayin' We gonna ride down Bankhead, my nigga (Bankhead) Come and ride with a nigga right quick, a'ight Hey, hey, hey, come and ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them suckas get it at and hustlers keep them chickens at Ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where ho niggas be snitchin' at and often come up missin' at Ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them killers livin' at and T.I.P. be chillin' at Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G All through the ATL (ride with the homeboy), come and ride wit' a G (come on, man) You see me ridin' through Atlanta in a Phantom with the double door Make these bitches wonder what he be in so much trouble for I'm touchin' folk, any time they try and Grand Hustle folk, I'm bustin' folk What the fuck they arguin,' fussin,' cussin' for You lucky, ho, a couple years ago I'd have probably cut your throat But fuck it though, what I'm spendin' something on a nothin' for This well-known flow, man I got this shit from Simpson Road Adamsville, Bowen Homes, Center Hill to Zone four A drop top, flip-flop, shine as the chrome glow When Tip pop out the roof, hey what he up in Herndon Homes for Alone though? Shit, he just doin' what he known for Blowin' dro on 24's, livin' how the song go Rubber burnin,' turnin' corners, beatin' like a Congo You try to jack and pull a strap, it's ASAP, pronto King of the South, every hood's head honcho I'm West Side certified, go where the fuck I wanna go Hey, hey, hey, come and ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them suckas get it at and hustlers keep them chickens at Ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where ho niggas be snitchin' at and often come up missin' at Ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them killers livin' at and T.I.P. be chillin' at Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G All through the ATL (you sure you ready to ride?) Come and ride wit' a G (a'ight, nigga) Hey, I told you I'm an OG, never had cold feet Ya end up with no teeth, nigga you don't know me I knock you off ya feet, put holes in ya 'til ya clothes leak Tossed this in the river like I threw away my old heat You chose to oppose me, who the fuck you s'posed to be Mechanicsville and Summerhill and Zone 3 to roll with me No hoes with me, you know all the blow these folk have sold with me I'm everything you s'posed to be, boy, ain't no runnin' over me Kick it with the King and let me show you what I mean, man Most these niggas rappin' bout a block ain't never seen 'em Real niggas recognize real niggas, and ye ain't none You don't know how to stab a nigga dead, keep a clean hand Sell a block for 24 you got for 17 a gram From East Side niggas in Kirkwood and Lil' Vietnam These 26's keep the attention of bitches Come and ride with me, pimpin,' let me show you how we get it Hey, hey, hey, come and ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them suckas get it at and hustlers keep them chickens at Ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where ho niggas be snitchin' at and often come up missin' at Ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them killers livin' at and T.I.P. be chillin' at Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G All through the ATL, come and ride wit' a G Hey, Alabama, Mississippi, come and ride wit' a G Dallas ride wit' a G, and 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 Hey, hey, hey, come and ride wit' me, nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them suckas get it at and hustlers keep them chickens at Ride wit' me nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where ho niggas be snitchin' at and often come up missin' at Ride wit' me nigga, let me show you where we kick it at Where them killers livin' at and T.I.P. be chillin' at Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G All through the ATL, come and ride wit' a G
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, William Randall De Barge, Jason Epperson, Etterlene Jordan, Eldra P. De Barge, Lavell Eugene Webb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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