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We Gonna Ride Lyrics - The Mix Tape Messiah - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire: "Tip down like that sometimes baby, know what I'm talkin' 'bout"?] 

(Talking 'Bout?) 

 

[Big Moe Inserts] 

-Ayayo, it's the Big Humvy, Hummer-Hummer 

-I don' took a pint to the head like, I don'-I don' took a pint to the head 

like 

 

[Rasaq] 

Yo, Aoww!, Color Change nigga (yeah) 

It's Rasaq boy (Color Change is a Army nigga) 

We... 

Ay put ya deuce up in the air like this here 

 

[Hook: Rasaq] 

We gon' ride, forever stuntin' while the pops roll glow 

WhooaWhooaWhoa! 

We gon' buy, 'cause real ballers eat at PoppaDo's 

 

[Verse 1: Rasaq] 

I got, donut glaze on the do' of my caddy 

Rollin' on candy, nigga I spend dough in Miami 

I got bad red-bones that I won't show to my family 

'cause if you show her to the poll, she gon' show you them panties 

Talkin' down on the south, niggaz must be absurb 

We been rappin' hard, but we just gettin' heard 

Plenty years in the game that's a goddamn shame 

Now everybody wanna talk with a southern slang 

Them boys up North (North), them boys from the West (From the West) 

They tell me not to plex, but I'ma get it off my chest 

How you gon' act like the south don't shine 

Nigga we the hardest, my ad-libs gon' co-sign 

The niggaz talk with purpose, while I'm holdin' my nuts 

(Even niggaz that ain't us), wanna sound like us 

Okay, Okay if you say we ain't got no lyrics 

Gotta verse for you hoe ass niggaz, I know you wanna hear it 

Hit em' up, get em' up, spit em' up 

style I'm finna switch it up 

Diamonds finna glisten up 

Yall niggaz better listen up 

Flip em' up, rip em' up 

gotta AK to shoot yo kitchen up 

Leave ya family twitchin' up 

Shell catchers I don't got to pick em' up 

Nah, I'ma stop, it ain't all about the skills 

Down here all that matters is, how much you real 

I'ma give it to you straight like poppin' a pill 

Before the south gotta deal, been swangin' big wheels 

 

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire] 

Flippin' Benz, bubble-lens, feed ya tank a number 10 

If ya pimpin', her and friends, I ain't trippin' get ya ins 

If ya been, in the pen', pop this in and lift ya chin 

Tat skin, get some ins, and throw some glitter in ya grin 

Man, once again, but this dank off in the wind 

If you don't smoke, then that's for them, put some drank off in ya chin 

Remember back about 10, majors wouldn't let us in 

Servin' school is a lifestyle, but they treat it like it's a trend 

Man, they like "Koopa tell me where the hell you been" 

Man, I been dealin' with family, and takin' care of Ben 

Franklin, ain't the end, I was here when it begin 

See if ya ridin' Davin rims, celebrate by lettin' em' spin 

I bought some new ones in, to replace the older rims 

What type of rims? that depends is it the truck, the bike, or van 

Had to hop out, and stop my spinners on the rims 

My alarm kept detecting motion pokin' out of them 

Man, I'm just sayin', yall know Koopa don't be playin' 

I'm just sayin', I be layin' with the flat TV's displayin' 

Sometimes I feel like grippin', sometimes I'm tippin' 

Niggaz in the streets tryin' to find out if it's written 

Haha..Yo, Chamillitary man!