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"Ridin Round"
[feat. Shyne]


[?] Kinley, who the army?
[?] but flip the shots in your rip cage
On the free rail I come quick, mate
Everybody in my big face
That's the keys
That's the keys
Come get me
I ain't worried about his Biggie
I'm getting mine and I'm being sedated
[?] I brought home like [?]
You gonna cargo when I'm [?]
Your prince is over that BOLO
[?] East side, worldwide

Ask her is she's a big girl
Hey you can post your biggie hoe
No hoe but seek up

Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin ' round, ridin' round
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
My tool on me, my tool on me
Ridin' round, dog say
Ridin' round Illuminati

Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin ' round, ridin' round
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
My tool on me, my tool on me
Ridin' round, dog say
Ridin' round Illuminati

Ridin' round in that Veyron
My black strappin', my season
My black [?]
My dog level, my tape on
I like these rappers based on
[?] That white girl and that black guy

Hunt and ransom
Hunt and ransom
Hunt and ransom
[?] Watch your tone
Watch your tone
Watch your tone
Cause these are best hours
Ask the big [?]
I ain't even supposed to be home
[?] supreme is my [?]

Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin ' round, ridin' round
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
My tool on me, my tool on me
Ridin' round, dog say
Ridin' round Illuminati

Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin ' round, ridin' round
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
My tool on me, my tool on me
Ridin' round, dog say
Ridin' round Illuminati

You come ridin' round in that Bugatti
Tryin' to cush, feeling molly
Strapped up, turned up
[?] for the fuck Holly
On my rap sheets, too much bodies
6 hoes, motherfuckers
[?] Ice down no blood dimes
It's dog life, real dog shining
All off that block work
Shake that monster
Lean back [?]
See me for that fish girl
I pass you with them bricks on

East side I'm Boston
Feed up in that big lead
Me and all these big bees
[?] way on insistently
I'm living this real life
Than fuck boy, don't miss me
I escaped the re-call
I ain't even supposed to be home
Pimps seeing get a G code
Ain't nothing free but a free ride home

Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
Ridin ' round, ridin' round
Ridin' round in that Bugatti
My tool on me, my tool on me
Ridin' round, dog say
Shake down Illuminati

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