"Riding" lyrics
"Riding"
(feat. Anna Shay)
[Capone:]
Aw man, nigga said C-N-N ain't gon punish this muthafucka
[Anna Shay:]
Niggas feel for they life, they don't wanna die
C-N-N bustin' shots every fuckin night
Empty out the clip, say good-fuckin-bye
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Waitin' for yo ass in the alleyway
You gonna bring my dough or you die today
No excuses muthafucka, or we gotta play
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Niggas feel for they life, they don't wanna die
C-N-N bustin' shots every fuckin night
Empty out the clip, say good-fuckin-bye
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Waitin' for yo ass in the alleyway
You gonna bring my dough or you die today
No excuses muthafucka, or we gotta play
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
[Capone:]
Ayo big dick nigga, hit you with a molotov
Add all the money up, that's when the problem solved
AK'll make him pay tonight, make him start cryin'
Soon these niggas start firing, everybody start dying
Mama ain't raised no bitch
I already dug your grave nigga, made yo ditch
Now you lay in a sea of [?] game, we made it
Gold grenade, army fatigue made of suede linen
(QB niggas) Move like a hundred deep
45 colt, Usain Bolt, we runnin' street
Shorty stash the work in the cooty cat
My dogs put in work for a scooby snack
Hit the drop, booby trap
(Jack all you niggas) True Religion jeans and a Louis cap
He want drama nigga, show me where the movie at
I sent a toe to his mama, finger to his wife
I can take 25, that's the sacrifice
[Anna Shay:]
Niggas feel for they life, they don't wanna die
C-N-N bustin' shots every fuckin night
Empty out the clip, say good-fuckin-bye
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Waitin' for yo ass in the alleyway
You gonna bring my dough or you die today
No excuses muthafucka, or we gotta play
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Niggas feel for they life, they don't wanna die
C-N-N bustin' shots every fuckin night
Empty out the clip, say good-fuckin-bye
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Waitin' for yo ass in the alleyway
You gonna bring my dough or you die today
No excuses muthafucka, or we gotta play
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
[Capone:]
The game got no love for a nigga
Your old man'll line you up and show [?]
I cut the head off a snake
Banana clip in the choppa, now a nigga goin' ape
Goin' crime scene, white chalk, the yellow tape
This a cold world, I stay with the heat
I know niggas that'll cut your legs off just to get on they feet
I don't play in these streets, the rules is the rules
The game's like a chess board, gotta choose your moves
Old dusty niggas play with the pawns, I'm a king, pop
You niggas want the chicken? I want the Wingstop
I be layin' in the cut with my thing cocked
To keep it quiet, nigga, with a slingshot
You never know who watch you from the window
Call her one time, givin' up the info
I play for my haters like the temple
Leave a hole in your face, not a dimple, nigga
[Anna Shay:]
Niggas feel for they life, they don't wanna die
C-N-N bustin' shots every fuckin night
Empty out the clip, say good-fuckin-bye
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Waitin' for yo ass in the alleyway
You gonna bring my dough or you die today
No excuses muthafucka, or we gotta play
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Niggas feel for they life, they don't wanna die
C-N-N bustin' shots every fuckin night
Empty out the clip, say good-fuckin-bye
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
Waitin' for yo ass in the alleyway
You gonna bring my dough or you die today
No excuses muthafucka, or we gotta play
Nigga, you ridin' or you dyin'
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- Capone-N-Noreaga Lyrics
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