Текст песни Magic f C-Murder - We Gonna Ride, слова песни Magic f C-Murder

Текст песни Magic f C-Murder - We Gonna Ride

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Counting Down: 4 3 2 1Chorus x8 (C-Murder)Tru niggas gonna ride (we gonna ride or die)Verse 1: (C-Murder)Hit em` up, hit em` up, nigga i fuck them hoesI smoke weed, make you bleed and it`s time to goand I walk with the league that`s what gangstas doand say where them dollars at? like gansta booand skee mask on the muthafucken dash my niggaCause if you see me that`s yo` muthafuckin` ass my niggaand Mr. Magic got that chopper for yo` ass my niggaTake off my mask, so you can see my laugh my nigga I represent that 3 nigga, so fuck what you claimNew Orleans is the place where I slang my caineRed rum, red rum nigga (nigga) look who tried to harm me I told you muthafuckas no limit is the army (What?) (What?)If I die, i`ll never cry, see the hate in my eyeIt`s time to ride, muthafucka bye (bye) bye (bye)I told you muthafuckas dont fuck with TRU,It was a dumb move nigga, now I`m fuckin wit you, biotch(Chorus x8)Counting Down:(muthafucka, muthafucka) 4 3 2 1 Verse 2: (Magic)They got to kill me to get to youBefore they leave, i`ma have them bitches black and blue, believe that Muthafucka you aint heard of us?TRU til` i die, man we muthafuckin` murderous>From the place where them hoes crazy, niggas shadyBut I maintain, cause no one could ever fade meTRU Records is the next (what?) cause we the best (what?)If you dont think so, then you could get the fuck fuckI`m here to get you riders, so nigga what whatAnd i aint stopin` til we tear the fuckin` club upSo where my niggas at? actin` fuckin` foolAnd where the bitches at? show em` that bithces ruleI wonna see you sweatin`, clothes lookin` wetDick so hard that you can`t even catch your breathSmoke your herb nigga and get your drink onYou gave the party, everybody got their dance on(Chorus x8)C-Murder Talking:My nigga (my nigga)(Whats Up?) Ride Or Die muthafuckaTRU Records (you heard me?) (whats up? whats up?) for the TRU souljas Tru niggas (you heard me?) Honk your horn nigga, cause I`m comin` to pick you up Magic (whats up nigga? get real)I wonna say whats up to all the deadly apostles outhereMy nigga macadon, tom from the St. T (Saint Thomas), you dig?My nigga G`Boe, my nigga Sam (the Calliope) whats up nigga?Crazy from ruff forever, Beelow (whoa) (Beelow)All the muthafuckin` clubs playin` my shit, you dig? (you know that, you know that, the real shit)The west, marine, you dig? monteWhats up Ke`Noe nigga? (Deadly Sounds)Ha (what?) this shit real out here boy, we gonna ride or die, TRU for Life, you dig?pause, watch me outChorus x8 until fade

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