Magnetic
Magnetic - How I Ride songtekst
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Verse 1: Black down hoodie on green tims o the feet, Green slaps on the strip black nina to eat/ Black crib smashing them out green lex kited, Black and green trimmings in the rims with a green and black fitted/ With a black army coat with some green stitches in it, Tattoo on the arm black with some green in it/ Flouting on cloud 9 that black and green, 2 shouts from the henny got me up in a lean/ That gangsta walk Mrs. doritta holding me down, Feeling real untouchable stomping the ground/ Who want to come test how i ride, Who want to come test my pin you die/ I'm the best that ever did it flipping style in this game, Got the crown on the shelf snatching fame from lames/ Bars for days ready for war in any way, Hope you ready cause i'm going make it rain today/ Hook: how i ride.. black down hoodie ya with Nina the creep, How i ride.. green tims on the feet never sleep Always stomping the streets/ Verse 2: I'm that new black anthem heavy bar spite, With a real team behind me nothing but killers/ Putting in work studying all the guide lines, We run the globe longtime made the head lines/ In bold letters printed we the best in town, In fine print saying we go pound for pound/ Them heavy hitter nah nah we not them quitters, We them worst night mares them real gorillas/ Stay sucker free waiting for you to test me, I use you for paper to write history/ Chance the laws flip up the style in this game, Scar your body every scratch you feel the pain/ Inch bye inch feeling every pinch of the shit, Penetrating nice and slow while i'm out getting rich/ Crushing the game spitting out bars of flames, Love by some hated by most in this game/ Hook: how i ride.. black down hoodie ya with Nina in the creep/ How i ride.. green tims on the feet never sleep always Stomping the streets/ Verse 3: Low with the fitted hat over the eyes, Mrs. dorita tuck on the waist ready to ride/ Ready for war, starving to eat some food, Like 2 pits running wild chasing a dude/ Breaking them laws anything to get that bread, (click click) anny up homie or you dead/ You can run but you can't hide you see i'm here, How i ride boy boy i'm every where/ Doing big things putting numbers up on the boards, Got the game lock plus getting every award/ From plats to diamonds no i'm getting the load, Projects to the streets the heart turn cold/ P. nones to them county bids way up north, 5 x felony still breaking the laws/ Packing them sandwich bags still packing them bisects, How i ride an outlaw taking them risks/