Lyrics

Ready 2 Ride (Livewire Remix) Philthy Rich When the funk really go down Who's really ready to ride When the funk really go down Who's really ready to ride Everybody actin like they stack shit And sell a bunch of packs Strapped with full metal jackets Really they be actors Non-factors in this trap shit Get hit with that mack Spin 'em around backwards Middle finger to them crackers Left stranded on the pavement If I went???? Bitch I'mma bang it No more scary niggas squares ain't hangin Pussies remain nameless, wishin they were famous Dare a nigga say I ain't ride when the time came I ain't bust mine, it must wasn't time Crossed that line, if you touch one of mine When it's really real, I'm the first one in line So, when it's funk, gas up and keep your eyes open Ridin around with no gun is how you die, though It get trife in the town When it go down them pussies won't be around A nigga put 10 on my head like I ain't worth 50 Betta keep your receipts, you thinkin bout fuckin wit me Play offense and defense, defense and offense And no I can't sleep till that nigga in a coffin Who really ready to ride, who really ready to slide Like my Ice city niggas, bitches ho inside 4 5 6 shoutout bearfaced you know the real niggas ray lean and aj you know what it is nigga From dogtown to 3rd world Sem City Cypress Village Acorn Hustalanity little niggas mobbing with us 5900 MAd Circle Free D and Tae (both locked up for murder) 11-5, 900, shouts out to brante 35 Ship them lane niggas we on aim niggas lets keep shit a hunnid Thats where you got you fame from us First u wasn't riding Now i guess you mobbing Get up on these track and do a whole bunch of lying
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Eve Jeffers, Scott Storch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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