Only G’s Ride lyrics

Chorus
[Mo B di*k]
All these hoes wanna ride with me
But ain't no hoes gonna ride with me
Nuttin but g's gonna ride with me
So all you real g's come and follow me X2

[Gotti]
f*ck a b*tch
Ain't no hoe gon be ridin with me
Not for free, best to believe
She be down on her knees
With a mouth full of di*k
b*tches love that sh*t
And if you ain't with that
You get the f*ck
Cause a million hoes standin in the lobby
Screamin Gotti I wanna party
So I'm back to the room sippin hennessy
Me and my n*gga P'heno and Mystikal
Bout to pull a studio B for sure
And if you didn't know
Check the ice around her wrists
Around her necks, around her fingers
We love bein these ghetto rap singers
b*tch, ha ha ha ha
Only real g's ride with me
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[Melchior]
These hoes be plottin on a n*gga riches
But ain't nothin but g's and killas
Rollin with this n*gga
So how you figure you gon ride
In my bubble eyed
Nice try, besides bein on your knees
I ain't wastin my time
I'm tryin to shine in the spotlight
So get it right, I'm in the club
Tryin to get a gimp home tonight
Melchior, I know you heard of me
A young g and ain't none of these hoes
Gon ride with me

[Reginelli]
It's Reginelli for sure
And I ain't ride with no hoes
The only thing to ride with me
Is turum 264
These b*tches all in my face
Cause I'm flossin the six
If you want to ride in my benz
You got to be bout suckin di*k
Believe that b*tch
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[P'heno]
Now these hoes say I done changed
Since I got a little change
I'm still that same ole n*gga
Same name but just a little more fame
It went from catching the bus
Into a Lexus truck
And from a Guess that was ticking
Into a Rolex trust
Representin to the fullest
Stick to the G code
I never ride with foes
And none of you skanless hoes
I only put up with real n*ggas like
Mo B di*k and tooch
Treal n*ggas ain't givin a f*ck
When it's time to shoot
Back in the boot
You hoes was too cute
Now these b*tches they wanna ride
But I put that sh*t on mute
Ain't no ridin with me
Or gettin high with me
I be that n*gga they call P'heno
Out that 1 2 3 Ya heard me
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[Mystikal]
Huh
Baby baby what cha mean where I'm goin
Ain't nothin but real n*ggas
Be wantin to get mine for fifty when I come through
It's some gangsta sh*t chall bumpin on
All I got is a couple of gimps
What the f*ck they gon do
Cause after my heart and my ball and my nine
Ain't sh*t left
Cause all she got in my backup is rubbers
And numbers and di*kbreath
Lipstick for her lipwear
Waitin for me at your f*ckin house
I see you when I get there
Tell you how it's been and how it's gon be
If you really wanna ride, baby you can ride me
Ride the di*k or put the di*k in your mouth
I said ride the di*k, then get your ass out
We killas and killas hustlas robbers and thieves
f*ck these b*tches, I'm ridin with G's

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