Some hot on one foot Spots gettin took, whole bodies gettin dropped Niggas hop, jock, and flock When I hit they block (Chorus) So ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped ho B.G., split or
your face Get waked up cause I left ya stretch for the hurse I take no chance for you to ride, nigga I ride first So ride or die bitch, chop or get chopped ho BG, split or
Traduzione: BG. Ride Or Die.
hot on one foot Spots gettin took, whole bodies gettin dropped Niggas hop, jock, and flock When I hit they block (Chorus) So ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped ho B.G., split or
with a G in the front Front, fuck around and be in a trunk [Chorus] [Verse 3] Ain't no games if you're curious B Can't be serious G, seriously, I'm
I know these niggas feel what I'm saying Cause all G's from Houston Texas, now you know where I'm staying Crawling low tip-toeing, in a five double O B
(feat. Dead End B.G.) [Verse 1:] Clientele increasing swiftly, from a G to a ki Living millionaires dream, that my eyes can see Dead End we leave you
K May you thought, keep it real Dirty South, for my G's The haters, run up in the streets You're the ones, that ride or die for me [H.A.W.K.:] To the
(feat. Notorious B.I.G.) When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer,
do this track Westside! MOB, Bad Boy Killa! Hahahaha, hey fat boy... [Verse 1: 2Pac] First off, touched your chick and the click you claim Westside when we ride
(feat. B-Legit, C-Bo, Richie Rich, E-40) [Tupac] They say [Intro/Chorus:] [B-Legit] Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin [C-Bo] Where I can
I flow Bow down to death row Three wheel motion Coming through coasting Who's that nigga in the g-ride Screaming out m.o.b Nigga we ride I hit
(feat. Outlawz) [Chorus 2X: 2Pac] M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks and you know we keep it money over bitches [2Pac] Thugs known to bust on
Now Tell Me Now Can You Roll Wit A Boss B*Tch Keep That Thang Standing Tall For A Boss B*Tch Game Mean, Keep It Clean For A Boss B*Tch Grab A Pen And
(T. Ruffin, D. Morehead, G. Rhone, J. Thomas, B. Reed, D. Clark, K. Jackson) Verse 1: Now what you in the party for if you can't get down on the floor
[Swoop G] Right back at cha! Uh, 3 Times! Let these fools know they fuckin wit... MOBB LIFE! You know, B.A., Mr. Kamakazie Keek Da Sneak, Sneaky One
Flaggin, Flaggin You know I'm real right So you know I be raggin Catch me flamed up Hoppin' out that G-wagon With the homies on bloody ave G-mackin' B
