ride wit the sitchys - 150 entertainment lyrics
[intro: la staxks]
lzz here
grrah, grrah, grrah
b*tch we ride with them stichys
free 33, i got knocked for the sitchy
uhmm, uhmm
ooters with me
you know we them boys in the hood, he get shot like he ricky
grrah
and i’m in the stu with the f*ckin’ knocka on me
you know what the f*ck goin’ on
grrah
grrah
grrah
[chorus: la staxks]
b*tch we ride with them stichys
free 33, i got knocked for the sitchy
slide with them shooters, them ‘ooters be with me
no boyz in the hood, he got shot like he ricky
and them shots made ‘em dizzy
might just fly, got the renty
many men еnvy, i feel like i’m 50
she know i’m the lzz so shе poppin’ her titty
b*tch we ride with them stichys
free 33, i got knocked for the sitchy
slide with them shooters, them ‘ooters be with me
no boyz in the hood, he got shot like he ricky
and them shots made ‘em dizzy
might just fly, got the renty
many men envy, i feel like i’m 50
she know i’m the lzz so she poppin’ her titty
[verse 1: la staxks]
first thing first if you not one of mines don’t come around
we keep the gun around
you was just broke, now we flexin’ his money now
bro tote the chop, no pop, he 100 pounds
grrah, opps know what we on with the knock, i’mma tweak
bad lil’ b*tch gon’ f*ck off a bean
feelin’ the pressure, i’m clearin’ the scene
[chorus: la staxks]
b*tch we ride with them stichys
free 33, i got knocked for the sitchy
slide with them shooters, them ‘ooters be with me
no boyz in the hood, he got shot like he ricky
and them shots made ‘em dizzy
might just fly, got the renty
many men envy, i feel like i’m 50
she know i’m the lzz so she poppin’ her titty
b*tch we ride with them stichys
free 33, i got knocked for the sitchy
slide with them shooters, them ‘ooters be with me
no boyz in the hood, he got shot like he ricky
and them shots made ‘em dizzy
might just fly, got the renty
many men envy, i feel like i’m 50
she know i’m the lzz so she poppin’ her titty
[verse 2: coe wiki]
like tell her get lit wit’ the goons
why she askin’ what i’m tryna do?
[?]
she wipin’ her nose like she know what to do
free courtlandt, free the guys
like bro just got caught wit’ the glock
f*ck what he say, i pull up tryna flock
‘member days on they block throwin’ shot after shot
tryna line me, i be on that
i bend through and rewind ‘til he fall back
he can’t wait to catch me, oh he thought that
oh he hopped on and he know he was more [?]
like grrah, n*gga d*mn
i might up it, don’t move like a fan
they ain’t know i had knocks in my pants
she like “wiki you [?] on the gram”
d*mn
[verse 3: 150 maine x 150 kiwi]
b*tch i’m [?], i’m still smokin’ on racks
roll him up, n*gga dead in my pack
big mac, but no we not makk
dub fell, now he off the map
seven ones hit his leg and his neck
f*ck a vest, cause my n*ggas they aim for his head
from the tz then we crashin’ that jet
grrah
[verse 4: 150 kiwi]
hit ‘em up, now he dead in the sky
roll ‘em up, now we smokin’ on rah
[?], i ain’t ready to die
callin’ my n*ggas and they ready to slide
[?]
new opp in the air got me fried
smokin’ shhh, got hit in her eye
and i’mma flock if that lil b*tch the line
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