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Show them niggas we ride and we rollWe'll be ridin' til the wheel falls offShow them nigga we grind and this goldWe'll be shinin' til the lights go outDo this one for the highs, for the lowsFor the rich, for the poorFor the niggas that won't make itThe niggas with a shotThe niggas that gon' give it all they gotWe them niggasI walk with niggas you don't fuck withThem same niggas I stuck withIf I drive by in my spaceship them hoes all get abductedRoyalty I dream that, loyalty I'll bleed thatKnow many brothers I feed nigga?So I dont need your feedbackHunnid K where I sleep at, I got Louie loafs at my feet atYou touch one of mine, we take ten of yours and I mean thatNigga lean back, I caught a case and I'll beat the caseJewish lawyers we need that, yellin' mazel tov on my seat backAnd a super ho on her knee capsI'm fly as shit, bitch check me outMy bitch bad as shit, gon' and check her outI had her at the hotel stretching outGet checks in while I'm checkin' outLetras de cancionesReal nigga, real nigga, twelve rounds I Holyfield niggasI'm superman with this chopper famYou looking at the man of steele niggaI ride around my town with young inmates they hate coppersRich niggas, all mobsters, rude boys, all shottas, gully niggasSome gaza daytimes like her night shiftsOur loyalty is priceless, born poor but we'll die richShow them niggas we ride and we rollWe'll be ridin' til the wheel falls offShow them nigga we grind and this goldWe'll be shinin' til the lights go outDo this one for the highs, for the lowsFor the rich, for the poorFor the niggas that won't make itThe niggas with a shotThe niggas that gon' give it all they gotWe them niggasThem other rappers is dry snitchin'Me, I talk that fly shitPlottin' at the lot Ferraris, I can't even drive stickMother fuck your gossip, the concept is my nine inchDick up on your bitch lips, he kiss kiss I got thisDont worry Harlem I got thisSomebody tell me where the top isParking lot pimp, in a drop sixComme de Garcon with Rock kicksMighta crew shit, mighta chop shitThey on that new shit, they on that block shitLike that pop shit, I'm on that Pac shitThat hit em up motherfucker die quickThe haters hate they don't want let my niggas come homeBut I'm ambitious, plus impatient plus the fact that I'm grownI see the jealousy you made and now my neck come onCause I'm on we onWhole lot of names, whole lot of lamesFuckin' up the way cause they all sound the sameBut Im sorry for the way, to make my own laneThese niggas so gayShow them niggas we ride and we rollWe'll be ridin' til the wheel falls offShow them nigga we grind and this goldWe'll be shinin' til the lights go outDo this one for the highs, for the lowsFor the rich, for the poorFor the niggas that won't make itThe niggas with a shotThe niggas that gon' give it all they gotWe them niggas From Letras Mania