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Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Walk up, walk up to your house Knock on your door And blow your ass off (Dj Killa) Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Walk up, walk up to your house Knock on your door And blow your ass off Ridin' with the pistol (aaah) Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced (out on a limb) Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Walk up, walk up to your house (out on a limb) Knock on your door And blow your ass off Ridin' with the pistols, 'medics Ride with you, hit you On the side, look in my eyes They know I reside from the gristle When we collide, black tints when I slide The power is pride, follow me as I guide You to the arising of the horizon That I just pry from the grips of the dead Sellin' their head so we do this instead Redeemin' the blood that our ancestors bled To release the seeds from the greed fiends To be free niggas follow me slow niggas gotta act, to be seen Hit the dro and stay low key C.S.I. nigga speaking don't known me I don't sleep so we recognize real G's And bring peace, play dumb if you come to it You decease, be all black like a nun Deep in the South play them 8 balls for fun Leavin' the drought cause we all on the run (out on a limb) In the heat of the sun Lerkin' the scene, so beware of the gun Niggas hate so they can shun you The one who but don't give a fuck bout you want do A nigga at your girl head like Repunzel (out on a limb) She gon' choose, then she get that bedroom bruise Anyways, never trust a bitch and don't snitch Unless you're lookin' for some AIDS and one ditch Keep it G to the T cause niggas low key (out on a limb) Creep-up, sneak-up, peak on all ya secrets Gossip like some B-I-T-C-H-ate, hate (out on a limb) Hate when another nigga see paper with you If you diss, you in, I be Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Walk up, walk up to your house Knock on your door And blow your ass off Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Walk up, walk up to your house (out on a limb) Knock on your door And blow your ass off I'm comin' up, to the nigga house But he actin' scared, he don't wanna come out I'mma have to go ahead & drag his ass out (out on a limb) Talkin' that shit, well this what I'm about I found his old girl, made her loosen that mouth All over the dick, and she lookin' real stout I try to be cool, but nigga that's out (out on a limb) Fuck the bullshit ho, I'm comin' from the South Ain't nothing trill 'bout shit in your mouth Faggot ass boy & your crew hella sap All your shit wack need to quit ASAP (out on a limb) B. R-to-the-K finna take the trash out Ho ass niggas never seen a damn trap Niggas need to watch, what the fuck they rap about (out on a limb) Nigga that's easy, please step back (walk up, walk up to your house) And bitch if you mad you can have a bitch-slap (knock on the door, and blow your ass off) What the fuck you mean? We the truth like facts And if you got a problem, come and handle that I'm really, really good with shit like that I hurt you real quick, then call ya chick back I'm really so sad you're a hoe ass trick And that I'm in your house for the mothafuckin' grip But bitch you better give it up some kinda quick Or I'mma have to spread blood all over this shit I can't give a damn and that's how a nigga livin' Money, bad dreams to the goddamn ceiling I gotta get it in, what's the goddamn dilly? Niggas fuckin' hoes all damn willy nilly But I gotta get my muthafuckin' pennies Strapped and checked if a nigga start trippin' Fuck the bullshit including these women (out on a limb) I gotta do me for a damn livin', bitch! Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Walk up, walk up to your house Knock on your door And blow your ass off Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip Smoked out, Loced Smoked, smoked out, Loced out Ridin' with the pistol Ridin', ridin with the pistol grip (Out on a limb) Walk up, walk up to your house Knock on your door And blow your ass off (Out on a limb) (Out on a limb)
Writer(s): Darnell Butler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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