40 Cal

40 Cal - Survivor lyrics

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(feat. Akon) 

Didnt tell ya im a ridah, ridah 

Rollin where the cash is 

Lemme rap to ya, put the chrome in the ad-libs 


On parollin the rap biz 

See they dont know i turn happy homes into stash cribs 

See everywhere i go, triple my work 

Flip five nickels, icicles, sit on my shirt 

Shit i be, Sittin ya turf, and gettin rid of my work 

I blast, it aint the past when they diggin up dirt 

See what u know about plates with weight from straight cuba, 

I-95 blowin on state troopers 

Takin dice money, just throwin tres dueces, im amazin 

Take ya soldiers and make juniors, 

And spray rugaz thatll injure ya health, im real 

Hit the bookie and give the benz to myself 

And my friends say im in it for dealt, well fuck it 

Im a survivor, who else cud i depend on for help? 

[Chrorus: Akon] 

No mattter where i go, or where i stay, dont do it then im gonna do it my way, (just keep on movin now, just to keep on movin now) I gotta get this cake and get it today, and im gonna keep comin if ya stand in my way (just keep on movin now, just to keep on movin now) 

Just ride wit me, ride wit ya boy 

And roll wit me, roll wit ya boy 

chea, now u rollin wit 40 

u rollin wit 40 

Ima ridah, disrespect the traffic light 

A survior, known to hold the magnum tight 

Hyptnotize ya, hoe knew i attract the dykes, 

And make her go both ways like hazard lights 

I keep it movin, why u think i rap this nice? 

I got students, always give em fast advice 

how to: bag, slice, grab the dice, well come walk with me, ill get ya swagga right 

What u know about Willie and he crashed the bike 

Same night at Willies and the jag in white 

Its not rappin, its braggin rights 

While im laughin 

You in ya uncle benz like bags of rice, yikes 

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