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Something you should know about Rydin Ft T.i. Lyrics Title: Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. lyrics Artist: Plies Lyrics Visitors: 3169 visitors have hited Rydin Ft T.i. Lyrics since May 27, 2008. Chorus: I got my glock,cock,rydin/ and my drop,top,rydin/ looking for them niggas where they at stop hidin/ I got my glock,cock,rydin/ and my drop,top,rydin/ I know you know where them niggas at stop lyin/ I got my glock,cock,rydin/ and my drop,top,rydin/ looking for them niggas where you at stop hidin/ I got my glock,cock,rydin/ and my drop,top,rydin/ Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Where them niggas at Verse 1: I lost my temper,went and grab my pistol/ Now before you know it I be hanging out the window/ Get out my nigga/ light out my nigga/ down to do 100 years back my nigga/ Squeeze automatic trigger/ till they ain't a bullet left/ no mask,bare face, I came to do it myself/ I'ma back choppa hand another to them my belt/ know a couple hundred killers but I refuse any help/ It's personal, some other niggas just considered this a work to do/ I wanna' see you choke till you purple and kno hurtin you/ den again man I hate him to much to kill him/ [What!]I wanna' see him suffer foreva' let's keep him living/ [What the fuck you saying!] hell naw fuck that, let em' fly/ fuck him, fuck his momma',fuck his kid,let em' die/ and im down to loose my motherfucking life about that/an fuck that nigga who don't like it you got that/ Repeat Chorus: Verse 2: You like to throw rocks pussy and hide your hand/ I like to lay in bushes pussy with chopper hand/ pussy ass nigga pressed charges ran to the man/ bitch ass nigga got spooked them choppers with the spran/ you nigga shooting to get a name,I'm shooting to murk/ you pussy ass nigga rookies you don't know how to lurk/ them nigga friendly shooting, you shooting in the dirt/ wanna' be a killa' got to look at what your shooting first/ pussy ass nigga rydin shooting with his eyes close/ I don't shoot in the leg cause' I dont aim that low/ you better hope this bitch jam when I let it go/ you know how I like to get down nigga four in the morning/ car full of drug nigga no handguns on me/ goons on pill locked nigga matheonme/ skied up, black out, extra clips on me/ we gon' lay in this bushes, till you come out homey/ Repeat Chorus: Thanks to Darwin Thanks to kika for these lyrics Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Lyrics for mp3 Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Lyric Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Letras Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Songtexte Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Lyrique Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Testo Plies - Rydin Ft T.i. Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
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