クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teddy McCray
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Theodore Ingram
Songwriter
歌詞
Intro:
Ohhh yeahhh, yea, yea, yea…
Buckle up, buckle up…
Chorus (x2):
Buckle up, we going for a ride
Riding through the city on 95
Leather seats on recline, bangin’ Jeezy Trap or Die
That’s real rap (yeah), real talk (yeah, yeah)
Real rap, real rap… real talk
Verse 1:
Wonder why I’m so cocky
’Cause y’all dudes can’t stop me
Got the baddest chick on my arm
I’m feeling just like Rocky
Secure that bag like ASAP
These for the kids stuck in the trap
Who riding around in the hood
With a .45 right by their lap
Chorus (x2):
Buckle up, we going for a ride
Riding through the city on 95
Leather seats on recline, bangin’ Jeezy Trap or Die
That’s real rap (yeah), real talk (yeah, yeah)
Real rap, real rap… real talk
Verse 2:
Once upon a time not long ago
Came a young baby boy born in ’89
Diagnosed with cancer, but didn’t lose his mind
His mom died in ’05, pop died in ’03
Went to VA, need a change of scenery
But life was playing for keeps, somebody pray for me
Looking down the road, those bullets was meant for me—damn
But God had different plans
Riding through the block where the good times used to be
Never thought it would be me who got out these streets… facts
We breaking all the chains, we ain’t slaves no more
We ain’t our grandparents, we gon’ settle the score
The powers that be wanna gentrify
Us poor folk now gotta strategize
Back against the wall, we’ve been here before
March so hard that we moved the floor
The struggle I can’t shake being a Black man
It’ll be your own folk who burn you for a grand
And that’s real rap, real talk
Spit like I spit, walk like I walk
It don’t mean a thing, they can’t duplicate
He a child of God, that’s why He great
Chorus (x2):
Buckle up, we going for a ride
Riding through the city on 95
Leather seats on recline, bangin’ Jeezy Trap or Die
That’s real rap (yeah), real talk (yeah, yeah)
Real rap, real rap… real talk
Written by: Theodore Ingram
