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Riding
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Hip-Hop
Riding was released on March 11, 2022 by No Money Enterprise as a part of the album Riding - Single
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Release DateMarch 11, 2022
LabelNo Money Enterprise
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bently
Bently
Performer
No Money Enterprise
No Money Enterprise
Performer
Dickson Shukuru
Dickson Shukuru
Rap
Junior Leaupepe
Junior Leaupepe
Rap
Vaha’i Finau
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dickson Shukuru
Dickson Shukuru
Songwriter
Junior Leaupepe
Junior Leaupepe
Songwriter
Vaha’i Finau
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Angus
James Angus
Producer

Lyrics

Cmon man
You know the fkn vibes
Aye
We still here riding
Numerous bills
Grrrrr bap bap bap bow
We still here riding
Back then they knew our names for numerous spills and real deal slidings
Broski will up that grr
Give a fuck bout them dying
I'll hang out the ride for my man slap that gage we known gliding
Stallyon big bent I beg come test
On road them fuck boys hiding
Aye
We still here ridin
Back then it was numerous spills (Bahh)
And big bad violence
My men go up and Grrr
Them fuck boys tired
I ride for gang till death
But them boys they kept in silence
Aye I don't wanna hear no chat
You ain't been on the block your a victim
Well known for numerous drilling's are you dumb or you fucking kidding
On there ends fuck boys got stretched
To many times this . Been wet
How you Gasing your chat bout a sawn off
Trust me lad you ain't seen this tec
These ways you gotta pay your debt
Or see this grrr
Talk that smoke and you will get checked
If I up this your will get blessed
My young g still down for swingings
2016 had the party pinging
Resume check but your names not ringing
Talk to the feds why you fuck boys singing aye
Aye
We still here ridin
Back then it was numerous spills (Bahh)
And big bad violence
My men go up and Grrr
Them fuck boys tired
I ride for gang till death
But them boys they kept in silence
They could never go the distances wit me brah
there just aint no way
I'll go distances for all my brothers
On mother's
I'mma make it rain
touch wood I'mma bring that pain
Or any time they speak on our name
Its a game of inches when bro pulls up tints down and he let that spray
Wait! Pull up and that bang
Ha
We still here ridin
Them cunts talk tuff on the mic real life we all know that they fkn lying
We pull up and they fkn hiding
On mum's shoulda kept it quiet
Don't get it twisted they know we gifted
Fk bra we ready to riot
They know the 411 in the 114
Yeah the gangs been ready for war
We ready to spill
Get ready to fall
We the south east sleepers
When the gangs in the back
They hop out
Finna get knocked out in the arenas
We don't beef with divas
Ty$lang go kick the cunt then I'll sweep him
Can't afford to be sleepin
We up in the cold streets real early
Bally'd up Don't do controversy
That side wana talk about certi
Shut your trap we full of Guerrillas
We'll take the piss but won't miss
Cause around here you go missin in the rivers
Aye
We still here ridin
Back then it was numerous spills (Bahh)
And big bad violence
My men go up and Grrr
Them fuck boys tired
I ride for gang till death
But them boys they kept in silence
AYE
WE STILL HERE RIDIN
HAA
WE STILL HERE RIDIN
GRR
BENTLY
GRR BAP BAP BAP BOW
Written by: Dickson Shukuru, Junior Leaupepe, Vaha’i Finau
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