Текст песни Cha Cha f Jim Crow - Ride Out, слова песни Cha Cha f Jim Crow

Текст песни Cha Cha f Jim Crow - Ride Out

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Haters approach but they DOA`dTry next week we ain`t with it todayIt ain`t my fault you got no moneyYou need to go get you some, won`t make me noneI hit hard like a slam drumSlum and slang with a ton of gamesWreck my brain, my patience wearing inFake friends trying to blend inIt tend to get on my nervesMy circles get `sturbedSplit a check firt a real man Chula fursTry to make it home but he struck on thirdMe fall off? No sirHad did it once before, but I call it whiplashSnap back quick when It comes to cashThat`s when them niggas start watching ya assBut I make `em dizzy you like who is itChorus:2xs[Jim Crow]The backstabbers keep an eye outYou better watch out, before they find outWhere you hide out, deep down southShorty ride out, before ya time out[Cha Cha]How many niggas you know down and crazyDown to lie for the baby, in a ride like y`allTo many ladies is jealous of the MercedesAnd how close we are lately, that`s why I don`t like broadsEither you chickens like all in the businessAsking y`all who did it, them inquiring type broadsIntimidated cause I could be the missesBut I`m like a little sister and I`m tired of liking y`allI only ride shot gun cause it`s rightfulMake her hope in the back just to be fightfulJust because I know it`s tight when my eyes closedJust as soon as these niggas drop me off she gone be out thoughBoth times I co-signed the whole nineProved to be ya third eye when you go blindKnow I`m, Miss Cha Cha sadiddyOff the top and many, pop them anyAnd the Crow out to get himChorus:What`s it`s gone be is you and meWe in the middle of the streets, it`s midnightYou got a problem wit me my nigga, then get rightBut sit tight, hold on I got shit up on my mindAnd every time I rhyme I represent niggas that grindAnd I find that these gold digging hoes, they out to get a niggaFuck up my foes and enemies, I`m bout to hit a niggaLet a nigga mettle wit not cheddar, will I kill a nigga?Just because he jealous of the fellas got him drinking liquorThinking that a nigga is slipping, but I ain`t shortyDamn what you keep money for?In the bank shorty, (Wanna get some)Well I can`t doubt it, might as well forget about itLot of folk talk I`m talking shit about himJack move, get up out itWhen we pull the ball out to test, so bitch I been bout itMama said attend collegeMake it big, my friends doubt itIn 5 years I`m gone buy myself about 10 housesGet chin from 10 shorties at the same timeJump in my whip, hit the strip then shineCha Cha, Jim Crow, NoontimeOww, I`m so fresh like a shoe shineI ain`t lyingChorus:

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