Текст песни We Ride - Z-RO
Top
back,
cruising
down
the
street,
yeah,
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(east
to
the
Westside,
nigga,
uh)
Music
up,
banging
up
the
speakers
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(north
to
the
Southside,
nigga,
uh)
The
top
back,
like
a
old
nigga
hairline
Oh,
you
looking
for
a
woman,
you
can
have
mine
My
pimping
iPhone,
unlimited
airtime
Use
to
see
her
for
free,
but
she
charging
a
fee
now
'Cause
she
with
me
now,
she
rolling
with
a
boss
Loving
the
passenger
side,
what
the
fuck
is
in
the
house
And
with
her
head
in
my
lap,
you
know
what's
in
her
mouth
My
slab
newborn
baby,
booty
smooth
J-Dawg
told
you,
what
them
swangas
do
to
you
Have
you
chunking
the
deuce,
to
a
person
you
never
knew
Never
leave
home
without
it,
that's
something
you
better
do
Got
my
FN-57,
and
a
Beretta
too
Falling
asleep
at
the
light,
is
something
I
never
do
That's
giving
jerkers
an
opportunity,
to
get
to
you
One
hand
on
the
wheel,
other
hand
on
the
money
I
die
behind
mine,
'fore
they
take
something
from
me
yeah
Top
back,
cruising
down
the
street,
yeah,
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(east
to
the
Westside,
nigga,
uh)
Music
up,
banging
up
the
speakers
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(north
to
the
Southside,
nigga,
uh)
Puerto
Rican
in
the
front,
backseat
is
a
Brazilian
I
am
Phillip
Banks,
these
are
both
my
Vivian's
Don't
wanna
fuck
pussy,
I
wanna
fuck
a
million
It's
a
jungle
inside,
the
ride
reptilian
Gators
on
my
toes
too,
call
'em
septillions
Lunch
where
the
water,
ten
dollars
not
Bennigans
Hypnotize
hoes,
looking
into
them
spinning
rims
Never
retweet
a
hater,
they
are
not
worth
mentioning
Maryland
to
Michigan,
any
city
they
see
me
in
Real
Milwaukee,
that's
the
birthplace
of
Pimpin'
Ken
No
squares
in
my
family,
I'm
not
kin
to
them
Excuse
my
rudeness,
I
never
been
a
gentleman
Old
romances,
be
damned
if
I
rekindle
them
Cutlass
is
one
of
the
first
cars,
I
was
flipping
in
In
the
front
El
Debarge,
in
the
back
Barry
White
Hoe
we
rolling
in
a
concert,
on
wheels
tonight
that's
right
Top
back,
cruising
down
the
street,
yeah,
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(east
to
the
Westside,
nigga,
uh)
Music
up,
banging
up
the
speakers
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(north
to
the
Southside,
nigga,
uh)
Limousine
tint,
you
can't
see
inside
If
TV's
ain't
in
it,
you
can't
get
me
to
ride
This
the
fo'
do'
edition,
not
the
cheaper
kind
Three
four
seven
dollar
can
ride,
I
don't
need
a
dime
So
much
money
now,
I
be
running
from
taxes
Suit
and
tie
nigga,
money
still
under
the
mattress
Send
her
out
in
the
cold,
she
brought
me
back
a
stack
quick
White
hoes
heels
break,
hard
to
pimp
a
black
bitch
But
I
don't
love
you
hoes,
I
love
my
ends
One
deep
for
life,
what
the
fuck
is
a
friend
Before
I
lose
it,
I'ma
try
to
count
to
ten
Fuck
a
grenade,
with
no
pin
You
know
I'm
looking,
through
Louis
Vuitton
lens
H-I-D
lights,
the
road
is
never
thin
Houston
all
the
way
to
Miami,
before
the
gears
shift
Cup
thicker
than
Buffie
the
Body,
no
beer
bitch
yeah
Top
back,
cruising
down
the
street,
yeah,
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(east
to
the
Westside,
nigga,
uh)
Music
up,
banging
up
the
speakers
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(north
to
the
Southside,
nigga,
uh)
Top
back,
cruising
down
the
street,
yeah,
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(east
to
the
Westside,
nigga,
uh)
Music
up,
banging
up
the
speakers
we
ride
(We
ride
nigga),
yeah,
we
ride
(north
to
the
Southside,
nigga,
uh)
1 Real or Fake
2 Ro & Bun
3 Never Had Love
4 H-Town Kinda Day
5 H-Town Kinda Day
6 A Southern Girl
7 A Southern Girl
8 Pig Feet
9 Pig Feet
10 3 Way Relationship
11 Happy Alone
12 Murderer
13 Murderer
14 Razor Blade
15 No Reason
16 We Ride
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18 On Mo Time
19 That Mo
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