Текст песни Prime Suspects - Ride Wit My heat
Prime Suspects - Ride Wit My heat слова песни
[Chorus: Uzi]I gotta ride wit my layin` close on on seatThat`s how I`m livin`, playin` tha game just like red meatI don`t win, I don`t eat, I`m refusin` to sleepEveryday I`m livin` life dodgin` death on tha street[Reapeat][Uzi]7 nights on a flight, dressed in black on blackCatch 2 days sleep nigga & I`m back on tha setTreat ya body junkie boy, all I want is tha moneyYou can point, snort, smoke, speed, ball & feel lovelyPlay it how it go I gotta get mineDuck tha law at tha same time, stick & move, fuck jail timeFuck petty hustlin`, move to big weightNothin` less tha 12-5, I`m grossin` 50 G`s everydaySound kinda sweet but I`m livin` uncomfortableCause my shadow spook me out, niggas plottin` on takin` me outBut I been puttin` in work, so nigga deal wit meMake me paranoid, I`m uppin` them toys, my heat ridin` wit me[Prime Suspects talkin`]Seen 9-0 pussy ass niggas around this bitch jackin` `em,Have they maw dressed in all black singin` a melody around this bitch(What, fuck it, where them niggas at then) What`s happenin`(Man fuck it, I ain`t seen `em no mo`, lets take a ride down tha rode)Shit I gots some heat[Glock]Fuckin` well right I be spooked outI ain`t trustin` on shit,That`s how they find you all tha way stretched tha fuck outCause niggas always tryna get theyself repped outTryna come up on some clout,Gotta slow `em down, get my name out cha mouthI roll wit 2 junkie fields, chrome 357 stealThrow away at will, if got murda murda killIt gets real behind my meal ticketIt pays tha bills, I`m chasin` JillEvertime I show my grill in tha fieldBut I gotta support tha fam, can`t be weakYou not gonna take this from meI`m hound out like CujoLook in my eye, tha result of hard timesGot me losin` my mind, fuck it, losin` my mind[New-9]I gotta ride wit my heat, smack dead on my front seatTwo 9 millimeters nigga & they sqaushin` all beefsSo I keep heaters on a day to day basisCause I`m a Prime Suspect niggaThat can`t get around for catchin` casesSo I hit Uzi & Glock on a home wit they`s heads up shotTha quarter shop hot, meat me around tha corner from tha blockYall know how it go, if it don`t, then it`s rocks in tha cut niggaTha dicks, they come up,You can tell `em cause they like what`s up niggaIronically, on tha hot spot, there goes Uzi & Glock in tha cutWit tha head stash, wit 2 macs, 2 pumps, & 2 choppersWe play tha game like red meat, & if we don`t win, we don`t eatPut tha macs & pumps in tha trunk & tha choppers on tha back seat nigga[Prime Suspects talkin`]Respect a reall nigga (or get dealt wit nigga)I`d rather be dead than po` nigga(Just them pussy ass bitches bout playin` wit a nigga)That`s how it be happenin` ( they definately respectin` a nigga now)You know I gotta ride wit my muthafuckin` heat nigga[Chorus]