ridin’ lyrics – buckcherry

we ridin coming up out of the flames with the k firing (ride ride)
hot boys ridin out flames firing (ride ride ride)

i’m bout to make a move so you best to 86
cause i be coming through
with sh*t that be seperating bricks
you got a rudin’ tude(att*tude) then you best a get it fixed
and ain’t no missing you cause i got too many clips
hey then then too many times i gotta straighten the cross
them n*gg*z was trying but i was breaking? em off
if you had it on your mind i was taking it off
either get up and whine or break to the north
look whodie there there go your cut you better catch it
your last minute is coming up you better strectch it
oh you got dope in the trunk i won’t forgot to check it
right after your head bust i expect to exit
i’m a punch you when you’re out and unlock it, i got this
grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we’re choppers
i’m about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets
him, me, and that n*gg* bout to stop it
why not b*tch

grab your strap saddle up n*gg* when you ride with me
you ain’t guaranteed to make it back when you ride with me
and what i ride like a roller coaster
when i ride with uptown soldiers
look here we ridin we ridin
we coming up out the flames with the k firing
we ridin we ridin
we coming up out the flames with the k firing

me and my whodie lil’ wayne rolling
strapped up in black clothes ain’t no *ss holing
up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off
head busting bg strictly play the game raw
now look here n*gg* better be gone
off the block get tha mother f*ckin beef on
cause off top i’m gone get my mother f*cking creep on
n*gg* get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes
i’m a flee off the scene with my rees(reeboks) on
black d*ckies shirt and my gb’s on
run with me ain’t no way you could get your sleep on
cause when i come ooh ooh it’s hot the heat’s on i know you feel it n*gg*
it’s pure ruckus when i enter
i sent a message letting you know i spin ya
been bro shooting
50 plus behind air t retaliation is a must
hollows get bust brain get bust
anybody here get hit
when i’m full of that sh*t
and i’m on a mision to split it get split
peep me i play for keeps i kill? em all
no deciding
i take no prisoners from em all when i’m ridin


(lil wayne)
uh i come to leave a n*gg* smelly
full black better get ready with my m-elevy (mack eleven)
up in my 98 chevy i swing corners i cut you up like a belly with that thing on ya
now it be me (uh huh)
and i be wayne (uh huh)
this little clique like a chain to your brain (uh huh)
i shoot first for my talking
rougher than a carpet
heard about hot boys erase your name up off the market
and n*gg* break a swell fly
camouflage up out of the sky
wheneva i ride you die
look i spin corners like a daily routine
the bad choppers told a n*gg* i be 17
i got a 10 shot glock
inched back then i pull it
i’m coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets
i be twisting round your block in all black n*gg*
full of that style don’t move i day act n*gg*
find where you at and then i ch-chop n*gg*
i’m on a duck plan with about 50 shots n*gg*
now whoa what saying to sh*te
my 9 be about that
watch it (crack) crack and i’m riding

ride around with the 2 shooter
ain’t gone help ya
playing round with the 50 shooter
scalp you like a scalper
10 percent gone help ya
90 percent gone fail ya
vests can’t protect what i bring best
believe it’s gone fail ya
4 deep in a navigator on a creep
windows tinted black on black wit leather seats
hot boys with hot girls ready for beef
red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat
desert eagle with hollows
you got nothing but egos
putting hands to n*gg*z that act evil kineevil
playa hatein *ss n*gg*s like sh*t, get *ssed out
with no doubt bloodrush out like a water spout
ld n*gg*z best believe they be ridin with me
shot l tuck best believe they be ridin with me
with them guerillas should have left the meat where it was
but no he wants to spark the sh*t up

/ buckcherry lyrics