We `bout To Ride Lyrics

We `bout To Ride

{DJ Paul: talking}
yeah nigga
the mother fuckin two time two time
motherfuckin champions in this bitch
I got another motherfuckin gold plaque
on the wall now nigga
now tell me what you think about that look me in my
eyes
and tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch hoe hoe hoe
nigga

{Juicy J}
(background mixed through various parts of whole
song)
drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be
flying

{Crunchy Black}
we bout to ride on these fools cock these
nines on these fools (x2)

{DJ Paul}
like thisssssssssss
now in my
city its so real in my city its so fake
got some niggas that's gone play got
some niggas that gone hate
got some niggas that's gone dis the treal niggas
on the tape
but them the ones who want the streets so they start to
evaporate
that's why them niggas ain't around no more
cause them niggas
could sell no more
without the Hypnotize or the Prophet nigga you is no
more
got plaques up on my walls
got twenties on my cars
keep coming
like you coming and I'm gonna show you
I ain't fucked up bout no charge
nigga

{Juicy J}
can you niggas feel my pain
catch me standing in
the rain
holding on a rusty 2
bout to act a fuckin fool
is the 6 the
devil though
make you wanna powder your nose
have you smoking hydro
weed
satisfaction guaranteed
bucking wild and throwing signs
knowing
these niggas done loss they minds
blame it on Coriddy and Ooh
when we
cock them thangs and shoot
thinking somebody had seen my face
now I'm
gonna catch a murder case
just gonna beat him round for round and leave him
in the river

{[DJ Paul] Crunchy Black}
[They try to]
we bout to
ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x4)

{DJ Paul:
talking}
hahaha y'all niggas still don't understand
nigga look around
motherfucker look the fuck around you
and see who you see nigga all you see
is me
Hypnotized C-A-M-motherfuckin-P bitch
come on come on keep it
coming keep it coming keep it coming

{Project Pat}
so you wanna try
a
nigga with the nine-a
creep up from behind ya
like the
macarena
shoot ya in your spine-a
strap ya like a minor
patch out your
hizead
slug bloody rized
staying on the low low
hating that's a no
no
duck taping trick up
in the trunk you go go
you gonna shake and
shiver
pain I deliver
kidnapping fools throw they body in the
river

{Koopsta Knicca}
let get this on
you think I just piss off
them fuckin sluts then a
the streets auto traffic gonna fuck you up but
now
I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it
got some midgets in my
clizick now I'm pimping bitch
my friends have brand new teams
twenties
hundred ain't she motherfuckin funny
North Memphis come we catching
everything and money
home at night keep my motherfuckin eyes open
cause
last night I'm dealing with the fedz in the corner store

{Crunchy
Black}
yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
I locked em in the trunk
and dropped they
bodies off
see cash in B.Z. you get that sawed off funk
point to your
head and then left someone dead
then try that with thugs and be half out
your head
see messing with me is like messing with the fedz
see messing
with me is like being halfway dead
most niggas don't walk my path I done
already laid
put 2 in the gun and flex so I won't be in that resting
place

{Lord Infamous}
don't make me get ignorant, feel the
incisions
I shall make fragments, daggerous dragon
poison and lashes,
2000 hazardous
can you imagine, me with the Magnum
fire breathing dragon,
blow away the ashes
what the fuck happen, torture and trap them
Satan is
digging, Scarecrow premonition
the world is ending, please make a
decision

{LaChat}
mayn fuck that shit
go get that bitch and throw
her ass in my trunk
that infrared net be getting her head
she make more
sounds and she dumped
where the fuck the evidence bitch
only heat for my
witness
you think I'm playing what you saying
LaChat ain't bout her
business
I tote my glock I keep it cocked
the .38 slug for a
nigga
could be my brother husband cousin
fuck him I pull the
trigger
got no remorse wont sympathize
ain't got no love in my
soul
don't fuck with me know who I be
LaChat that murdering
hoe

{T-Rock}
I got him running from my slugs wrath
niggas get they
mugs snapped
licking shots from plastic glocks
you marinate in blood
baths
ignorance leave my manner
silently concealed with Anna
hoe I
pugulize your skull
and split it with the snipers scanner
insert the
capping glock
gunpoint faster props
lock and load like master lock
and
hit you for an aftershock
I'm a snake so meet your fate
compensate the
paper chase
Triple 6 is running shit
corroborate and we make you
wait

{Lil Pat}
you's out there thinking we just bullshittin
about
this shit gone whined up being
the very motherfucker with they wig
split
laying there in the corner
that you cant just see me come out
of
now you think a nigga still playing
bitch what's up cuz
like I
always said
I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more
I think I done made
it clear enough
about how these ballers like the road
I ain't you
hoe
Lil P don't mess with me when I get good and crunk
or you gonna find
yourself locked in the fuckin trunk

{Juicy J}
(background
mixed)
drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying