Lirik Lagu Ryde Or Die Boyz - Larsiny& Yung Wun
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[Yung Wun]Man! Man! Man! Man! (Larsiny)Don't start nuttin ya ass can't finishRyde or Die Boyz gon', COME AND GET WITCHA!
[Larsiny - S. Lassiter]Man, y'all rap niggas is high fashionFlashin, talker, no actionWe read emcees like TV's with captionsCharts we smash on, guns we blast themSpit fire like blow dryers and Drag-dash-OnYour career won't last long, real name Sean LassiterFour words for y'all: F-type no passengerFlow nastier, man you know what I meanAnd I keep them diamonds shinin blue, yellow, and greenSo the wrist look like a twister matMan, I cock the biscuit back and twist ya capOpps, clipped ya face just missed ya hatThis go out to those that think this just a rapWell mister, address the gat and we'll address ya backNasty, nasty, spittin disgusting rapsAnd I doubt that cha'll cats can fuck with that
Chorus: Yung Wun
You don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyThese Ryde Or Die Boyz will rough you upYou don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyThese Ryde Or Die Boyz will touch you upYou don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyThese Ryde Or Die Boyz will bust you upYou don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyYou don't want no drama boy
[Larsiny - Verse Two]I hate cops, and I like you even lessI turn your whole block into a bleedin messNiggas talk hard, and get an easy deathCuz I pop buck shots like a peasy neckAnd I can tell you won't blow, gotta scary fingerAll talk, no show, Jerry SpringerI don't care if you a skinny or a burly niggaI'ma have ya face lookin like a blurry mirrorWe shake your features, y'all make believersAnd the eight'll make you shake like you fake the seizureI ball of the scale, break the meterAnd if you ever go to jail, they'll rape and beat'chaHold up, take a breather, I'm way too toughGot kicked outta pre-school, played to roughI straight grew up, I'm still a bullyUsed to take your lunch money now I steal your jewelry
[Yung Wun]Ha, okay, okay, okay, okayOkay, okay, okay, okay
Chorus
[Larsiny - Verse Three]Don't make me reach for these, I got heat to squeezeMake your face melt like pizza cheeseYou need to leave, 'cuz you don't stand a chance manI get greasy like mechanic handsAnd y'all niggas all sweet, like candied yamsClear blocks outs, hop out the family vanLookin like a handy man, with tools on the waistPut'choo in the ambulance with two's in your faceYou'se a disgrace, you've never been hotAnd I can tell how you talkin you ain't never been shotYo, its whatever or not, if you want it, its warYou can choose what I'ma use, the pump or the fourThen decide where you gon' die, trunk of the floor'Cuz I'ma tell the law I don't know nothing at allI was just walkin my dog and discovered the ballA lotta niggas think they hard, this is somethin for y'all
Chorus
[Yung Wun]Okay, okay, okay, okayOkay, okay, okay, okay
Chorus
[Larsiny - S. Lassiter]Man, y'all rap niggas is high fashionFlashin, talker, no actionWe read emcees like TV's with captionsCharts we smash on, guns we blast themSpit fire like blow dryers and Drag-dash-OnYour career won't last long, real name Sean LassiterFour words for y'all: F-type no passengerFlow nastier, man you know what I meanAnd I keep them diamonds shinin blue, yellow, and greenSo the wrist look like a twister matMan, I cock the biscuit back and twist ya capOpps, clipped ya face just missed ya hatThis go out to those that think this just a rapWell mister, address the gat and we'll address ya backNasty, nasty, spittin disgusting rapsAnd I doubt that cha'll cats can fuck with that
Chorus: Yung Wun
You don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyThese Ryde Or Die Boyz will rough you upYou don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyThese Ryde Or Die Boyz will touch you upYou don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyThese Ryde Or Die Boyz will bust you upYou don't want no war, you don't want no drama boyYou don't want no drama boy
[Larsiny - Verse Two]I hate cops, and I like you even lessI turn your whole block into a bleedin messNiggas talk hard, and get an easy deathCuz I pop buck shots like a peasy neckAnd I can tell you won't blow, gotta scary fingerAll talk, no show, Jerry SpringerI don't care if you a skinny or a burly niggaI'ma have ya face lookin like a blurry mirrorWe shake your features, y'all make believersAnd the eight'll make you shake like you fake the seizureI ball of the scale, break the meterAnd if you ever go to jail, they'll rape and beat'chaHold up, take a breather, I'm way too toughGot kicked outta pre-school, played to roughI straight grew up, I'm still a bullyUsed to take your lunch money now I steal your jewelry
[Yung Wun]Ha, okay, okay, okay, okayOkay, okay, okay, okay
Chorus
[Larsiny - Verse Three]Don't make me reach for these, I got heat to squeezeMake your face melt like pizza cheeseYou need to leave, 'cuz you don't stand a chance manI get greasy like mechanic handsAnd y'all niggas all sweet, like candied yamsClear blocks outs, hop out the family vanLookin like a handy man, with tools on the waistPut'choo in the ambulance with two's in your faceYou'se a disgrace, you've never been hotAnd I can tell how you talkin you ain't never been shotYo, its whatever or not, if you want it, its warYou can choose what I'ma use, the pump or the fourThen decide where you gon' die, trunk of the floor'Cuz I'ma tell the law I don't know nothing at allI was just walkin my dog and discovered the ballA lotta niggas think they hard, this is somethin for y'all
Chorus
[Yung Wun]Okay, okay, okay, okayOkay, okay, okay, okay
Chorus
