Ride Thru the City

This King Lil G, tattoo'd guns in this bitch Know I'm talkin' bout? Bozo what up? I want it all, the baddest bitches Went from rags to riches Starving we was broke as fuck But fuck it we was with the business Writing on the wall Walking to the corner store Tell me what you bang Introduce you to that .44 What it is it's hitting for I'm a need eleven more Your homie started tripping Now he slipping on that bloody floor I been trying to tell you what being a boss is all about Watch the individual homie cause they be falling out What it's like to be Mexican making millions Tell me what it's like to be driving 'round with no ceilings I wanna motivate all these youngsters and all they siblings Cause shit get real as fuck when you witness one of these killings Me and my dawg we gon' ride through the city Me and my dawg we gon' ride through the city And all these bitches I'm taking 'em with me And all your bitches I'm taking 'em with me I'm putting down this bible As I'm picking up this rifle How can you stay humble when these suckas wanna touch you? I carry on this promise I will kill you for my dog When I pray to god Let him know I want it all I took the biggest loss when you left me in the halls The day my father died I was sitting behind bars Now I sit in cars with no loan I paid 'em off These muthafuckas soft, ain't nobody taking off You gotta pose with guns in them pictures you a fraud They know that I'm strapped, I ain't gotta show 'em off Baby looking at me like she wanna take 'em off Bitch I'm a don in these streets What you thought? (What you thought?) Me and my dawg we gon' ride through the city Me and my dawg we gon' ride through the city And all these bitches I'm taking 'em with me And all your bitches I'm taking 'em with me I won't tell you how I love you, I'm a show you I won't tell you I'm a be there, I'm a hold you I won't tell you I'm a killer, I'm a show you I'm loading up this pistol and it's for you muthafucka