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How Should I Ride

作词 : Mannie Fresh

作曲 : Mannie Fresh

Manny Fresh:

Everything on me, my skills pay the bills

Buy my momma a house and buy my daddy some hot wheels

I'm the number one pepper star, look at y'all

Hat to the back, make my way to the bar

When I'm in your town, bling,

I'm gon' shine

Gimme the best bottle of your best (glub, glub, glub) wine

Can I have your attention, couple of things

I'd like to mention

I stay in a big ass house wit' a big gold fence and

Wit' the Beemer,

Benz, and a

TrooperLiving room

Supa-DupaSize,

SuproseThis a big ass diamond, y'all go ahead and cover y'all eyes

Look out here

I come, stunt man number one

I'm makin' airplanes outta fifties just for fun

The boat, the plane, the

Viper manThe 4

TV's in the black

RangeA black boy havin' all these thangs

Now how should

I ride man

I ride with a

Mack 11Cause

I'm a Uptown hunter, a big **** fronter

And 10 a ki still a number

I ride Rolls

Royce Canisus

I took my main hoe out a

Yukon and put her in a drop top

BenzieI got these *****es trailin' me *****, cause

I got a little money

Got these hoes wanna give me ***** cause

I got a little money

But I got 10 hoes, all with golds

Wiot' my name tatooed on the back of they *******s

Wit' 20 inch rims, that's how

I ride *****

If you ridin' 16's don't ride beside me *****

I'll give to my *****z, before

I give to these broads

My block on fire, my *****z in heat

We clockin' a hundred

G's a week

I boat the yacht, and a screen

TVAnd put my face on the hood of the mutha****in'

HumveeSo you *****z could see me

I'm bout to do somethin' dangerous

I took the steerin' wheel from the left to right so

I could look famous

I wear 2 pair of drawers, wit' 2

Rolex watches

Wit' 22 *****es on my log *****

I guess that's the thug in me

I lie to these *****es 7 days a week

I put that on my lil brother

LD restin' in peace

B.G.:They wan' know how

I rideStill get high

Wan' know how

I cross and front the feds, still floss

I'm the B.

G., in ya car, **** rangin'

I'm playin' cheddar cheese,

Hot Boy$ ain't fakin'

Wanna hang wit'

B and Slim gotta have 10

G'sCause them *****z spend money like it grow on trees

We ballin' got cars from every company

Expedition,

Rams, even a

HumveeAin't that somethin' none of us over 25

Daog you think they really rapped and got

Q thangs for 5

Now lil daddy you got a ***** ****ed up

You could live for '

Burbs but nothin' but speakers on that truck

Ah hah, we floss all week man

Every night

I got a different ***** under my sheet man

They see me in the drop

Jag and get out the way

They know who it is when they see me in the

Rover the next day

Cadillac:Call it ghetto wrist *****, wear filled with bagettes

Crushed out on my neck with the matchin' bracelet

Uh, ****ed to the side in my 98 bubble eye

Put on your shades cause you can't stand it with the naked eye

Why, cause

I'm a shinda

I got diamonds and golds that'll blind ya, blind ya

Get out my way cause

I'm comin' through

Man that' 'lac in the

Jag, yeah and

I'm sittin' on 20's too

Livin' my life like

I'm a millionaire

How many young black *****z you know wit'

Rollies and

CarliareWrist wear, *****filled with jew-els

Now everybody wanna shine like

CMR Cartel

Uh, Wodie,

Put on your 'boks and your 'bauds

Uh, and put some 20's on your

Benz so you can shine when you roll

We got the finest cars and the finest broads

Buyin' mansions on

Washingtoners we take our garage

Uh, now you see now we ride, how we ride

Wit' VCR's and

Playstations, wit' the wood inside

For sheezy boy

How you luv that

Done it again

BGeezy off the heezy