I’m a Ryder lyrics

by

Fiend


[Verse 1: Drag-On]
They stepped up Bronx City
You know they gonna get dirty
You rap n*ggas f*ck around and get very early
f*ckin with that firemen and that birdy birdy
n*gga knock it off
What you know about the ?? when top cut off
Everybody wanna talk about they got guns
But them n*ggas don't pop it off
We been shootin, fightin, robbin
n*ggas have been stabbin
We them paralized n*ggas
And left them handicappin
Yo want some Cash Money
It's gon be a Ruff Ryde
We see that star muffin
?? tears on baby's eyes
So when you see us comin
n*gga get the runnin
We treat the hood like the woods
We do some n*gga huntin
Cause ya n*ggas ain't black or something
I let em fly, I dare to God
Took ya n*ggas ??
Hop on the jet on to Red Island
Don't forget this is the Dirty Dirty
Drag-On and not Birdy Birdy
They n*ggas ?? pus*y ??
I burn a whole in your throwback jersey
You don't f*ck when I shot it
Everybody tryna divide us
Keep them fake n*ggas from around us
Muthaf*ckin n*gga!
[Chorus: TQ]
I'm a ryder
I live life high
I'm guaranteed to turn heads
When I ride by
I'm a ryder
I'm so fly
My dogs ride by
Them hatas wanna cry
I'm a ryder
I'm bout mine
I hustle to the sun come up
And don't mind
I'm a ryder
Smoke the good dro
Carry the 4 4's
?? my door
I'm a ryder

[Verse 2: Birdman]
I say this pimpin is natural
Cadillac is fabulous
Boy, I never ride natural
Boy, I never ride ??
?Keith? say gangsta
Lexus with the new tankers
It's me and Drag
Hit lick for a 100 stacks
New whips, they all new Cadillaccers
Fish, french fries
Brand new Benz with them wires getting ?tied?
No ends
I hustle till I reach the sky
With no friends
I learned that in '99
Walk, talk, and I talk like I walk
Out of line meet that white ?shark?
Biatch!
Fully equiped
It's the Birdman n*gga
Tryna hustle on some big chips
Bricks, stash
Birdman n*gga tryna come up on alotta cash
Biatch!
[Chorus: TQ]
I'm a ryder
I live life high
I'm guaranteed to turn heads
When I ride by
I'm a ryder
I'm so fly
My dogs ride by
Them hatas wanna cry
I'm a ryder
I'm bout mine
I hustle to the sun come up
And don't mind
I'm a ryder
Smoke the good dro
Carry the 4 4's
?? my door
I'm a ryder

[Verse 3: Drag-On]
What ya n*ggas just say
To every word I say
n*ggas left me flipted
But I came back anyway
I've been gone for 3 years
But I'm gon always be here
I don't need ya n*ggas
I'ma treat ya n*ggas
f*ck ya with ya n*ggas
Don't hear me
And ya n*ggas don't feel me
n*ggas let me know
Cause motherf*cker like when I blow
I don't want ya n*ggas near me
I can spit flows faster faster then slow the sh*t down
?? on ya'll but nothing like whoa
Who's the sh*t now
See the difference between me and ya'll
Is that my album's hot and your album's not
I done been gettin movie deals
I done been gettin paid like Vinzel
I done been by ??
And five double o's
And 1 2's spinning like a windmill
Through your body I send chills
Uh uh, ?? sell 10 mills
Lil rich son of a bast*rd
Is ?? get killed
When I'm sitting on a house on the hills
Stuck with this god damn e pills
Me and Baby, that's my n*gga and TQ, I see ya
And I'm Drag to the ?Dash on?
n*gga I'ma always be a
[Chorus: TQ]
I'm a ryder
I live life high
I'm guaranteed to turn heads
When I ride by
I'm a ryder
I'm so fly
My dogs ride by
Them hatas wanna cry
I'm a ryder
I'm bout mine
I hustle to the sun come up
And don't mind
I'm a ryder
Smoke the good dro
Carry the 4 4's
?? my door
I'm a ryder
I'm a ryder
I'm a ryder
I'm a ryder
I'm a ryder
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