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scy jimm - ride for shit كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(baby, give me some cash)
uh, ayy, yeah
big scy sh_t, n_gga, t2t, trained to trap (you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)
all that, all that, all that

[chorus]
sack chasin’, i’m dyin’ behind this sh_t (behind this)
these n_ggas be b_tches (yeah), wanna go and join the gang to hide behind they clique (come on, man)
i’m steppin’ hard, i’m f_ckin’ up my kicks (mm, mm)
got tired of bein’ broke, went and hopped up on that stove and f_ckin’ up my wrist (woo)
they hatin’ on me, but i’m fine with it (i’m fine with it)
chopstick, you know i’m ridin’ with it (yeah)
this money, know i’m dyin’ with it (on gang)
n_ggas say they real, but then they fold, these n_ggas don’t ride for sh_t (thе f_ck?)
i’m chasin’ m’s, tell me what you chasin’ besidеs that b_tch? (come on, man)

[verse]
i won’t let a n_gga ho me, say i’m p_ssy? n_gga, show me (n_gga, show me)
lil’ boy typin’ on the ‘net, f_ck n_gga, stay off that adobe (get off that, n_gga)
i ain’t linkin’ with no rats, these n_ggas 12, n_gga police (these n_ggas 12)
these crackers keep on tryna stop my motion, but i proceed (f_ck ’em)
they say i’m the one, uno
puffin’ on this gas got me on mars, i still ain’t met bruno
n_ggas steady wonderin’ how we did it, they ain’t got a clue, though
slidin’ on the isle, i’m switchin’ lanes, listenin’ to pluto
yeah (uh), ayy
grinded hard on purpose, n_gga (yeah), i got rich on accident (i got rich on accident)
fell in love with cheese, ’bout that money, i get passionate (come on, man)
one day in my position, man, you n_ggas couldn’t last in it (on gang)
30k in my denims, hope a n_gga don’t think i’m wrestlin’ (yeah)
a lot of these n_ggas gon’ die broke ’cause they ain’t got no hustle (they ain’t got no hustle)
this sh_t ain’t luck, everything i got come from off the muscle (on gang)
n_gga run up wrong and i’m gon’ bust, i ain’t no f_ckin’ buster (grraow, grraow)
you ain’t never outta reach, boy, it ain’t sh_t to touch you (n_gga)
[chorus]
sack chasin’, i’m dyin’ behind this sh_t (behind this)
these n_ggas be b_tches (yeah), wanna go and join the gang to hide behind they clique (come on, man)
i’m steppin’ hard, i’m f_ckin’ up my kicks (mm, mm)
got tired of bein’ broke, went and hopped up on that stove and f_ckin’ up my wrist (woo)
they hatin’ on me, but i’m fine with it (i’m fine with it)
chopstick, you know i’m ridin’ with it (yeah)
this money, know i’m dyin’ with it (on gang)
n_ggas say they real, but then they fold, these n_ggas don’t ride for sh_t (the f_ck?)
i’m chasin’ m’s, tell me what you chasin’ besides that b_tch? (come on, man)

- scy jimm

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