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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Gibbs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Willie Watts
Willie Watts
Songwriter
Hydrosoniq Publishing
Hydrosoniq Publishing
Songwriter
Andrew Papaleo
Andrew Papaleo
Songwriter
Superville Publishing
Superville Publishing
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pops
Pops
Producer
mikhail
mikhail
Producer
Superville Publishing
Superville Publishing
Producer

Letras

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride I ain't trippin' on nothin', I ain't trippin' on nothin' I be trippin' on murder Yeah, what you trippin' on? I ain't trippin' on nothin', I ain't trippin' on nothin' I be trippin' on murder Yeah, what you trippin' on? Thug life never die, nigga Thug life never die, nigga So bury me a motherfuckin' G And put my motherfuckin' chopper by my side, nigga Yeah, and when you send them shooters at a nigga Tell them pussy niggas look me in my eye, nigga Cause when we comin' through we leavin' bodies on the news Channel seven, channel five, nigga Y'all know, yeah, y'all know We don't got no convo with the 5-0 Main bitch and side ho, a combo Took 'em to the condo, pronto Half Indian, I called her Tonto Did it on the top flo' with a light blonde ho, yea Yeah, I hit it and forget it, bloody murder OJ in the white Bronco, yeah I'm a rider, so I ride for my niggas I'm a rider, so I ride for my niggas, yeah I'm a rider, so I ride for my niggas, yeah Ride for my, lie for my, cry for my Shine for my, grind for my niggas, yeah Straight rollin', no flex, yeah Why you diggin' in your pockets, nigga? Lint fishin' get sex and the ends, yeah Hundred-pound, Bobby Brown Got the new edition, rap game then the dope game Man, I got enemies like I've been robbin' niggas for their cocaine Facedown on the floor, mane If we got beef up in the street Then I'ma bring it to your door, mane Thug life never die, nigga So what, you pussies down to ride, nigga? So bury me a motherfuckin' G And put my motherfuckin' chopper by my side, nigga Yeah, and when you send them shooters at a nigga Tell them pussy niggas look me in my eye, nigga Cause when we comin' through we leavin' bodies on the news Channel seven, channel five, nigga Y'all know, yeah, y'all know We don't got no convo with the 5-0 Chopper called a kilo, a Rondo Took 'em to the condo, pronto Half Indian, I called her Tonto Throwin' fins in the six, shout out Toronto, yeah I hit it and forget it, bloody murder I'm OJ in the white Bronco, yeah I'm a rider, so I ride for my niggas I'm a rider, so I ride for my niggas, yeah I'm a rider, so I ride for my niggas, yeah Ride for my, lie for my, cry for my Shine for my, grind for my niggas, yeah Yeah, yeah so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride Yeah, so you niggas supposed to ride
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