Текст песни Bad Habitz - Ride or Get Rode On
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We`re baaack!!! HahahahahaThe Untouchable Death Rowstill platinum-plus on you bitch made niggasUhh uhh, DJ 2 Tuff babyYeah uhh, check it out (Death ROW)Chorus:You can ride or get rode on, rode onYou can steal or get stole on, stole onYou can stomp or get stepped on, stepped onYou can creep or get crept on nigga!(You tried to ride) But in the process got rode on(You tried to steal) But in the process got stoled onNow tell me dogg how you want this to happen?We can start rappin, take it to the streets and start strappinGobbles be yappin, I cut their tongues off, if notI have everybody when they spit it out their mouthNow what you thought, that I`d be too desperate with the truth?You spoke up on this devil, now watch me improve to youI bring more ??? to this game than Bryant GumbleI hated to rob, sorry keep it down to a mumbleI`m just a step away from being America`s most wantedbut the doggs in my coon that roam is full bloodyWho done it? Boy, I swear I`m bout to start gunninThose who never seen it comin, start runninDeliverin buckshots and low blowsSo ride on with these Habitz and gotcha back stranded on the RowChorus (x2)I come equipped with two 9`s and fo` clipsEverytime I bust and leave burns or fo`-fifthsThen you run like Miller, on the hunt like MatildaAbolish MC`s, terrorise the Earth like GodzillaDon`t slip, I`m the skinny nigga with the phone gripI represent Cali, `stead of the Bloods and CripsSlug protect, and we known for lootThere ain`t a hood in Compton that ain`t down with suitI`m a ridah, fool that loves to rideI`m not Sinbad, I never lose out on a vibeI be the one to bomb first, put your ass in a body bagwit your bloody rag, you fucked around and made me madSo why you tryin me?I leave you ride or get rode on like Kane did on Menace II Society(Young blood you bold/bald) And I`m never gon` fall offDon`t give us niggas the silent treatment, you can`t call this dogg offChorus (x2)Bridge:If you ride for me, I`ma ride for youIf I get rode on, I get rode on tooIf you ride for me, I`ma ride for youIf I get rode on, I get rode on tooInterlude:Hehehe, young niggas don`t want no problems with Bad Habitz or Death RowIt`s on the real, nigga, we comin for youNiggas be like "Damn dogg, it`s dem again"We can jump into some gangsta shit or settle it like gentlemenLove To Love You like TimbalandI draw heat and bodies gone multiply like water to GremlinsPlus I rush niggas off adrenalinCatch big cases, murder off of big faces like BenjaminsAre you crazy? You must becos I`m pullin Glocks while you niggas throwin rocks like it`s ringsI made you believe hell`s hotWho got shells? Hot shells, I shot shells and left you shellshockedYou niggas doomed in the dark from my 9 milli bossBetter ride on these niggas like an amuzement parkYou sneak a ride on our ridahs and I, kill killersSome hardcore like Keith, on all hammers, on three-wheelersNiggas get destroyed battlin meYou have a better chance of catchin a Willie D with teeth like LeroyChorus (x2)You can creep or get crept on nigga........!You can creep or get crept on nigga........!Chorus (x2)