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we gon ride - kafani lyrics

[intro]
yeah
it’s kafani…in this b*tch
and we gon ride on you fake ass n*ggas mane
you hatin ass n*ggas
you know who you is n*gga!
when i see you it’s on!

[verse 1: kafani]
i sell that white girl, sell that brown dude
i’m the life of the party, they some d*mn fools
i got that 40 cal…with that 30 rounder
get too hyphy n*gga? ima f*ckin down ya
i’m a real n*gga, i do real things
45 pop out and the f*ckin red beam
i rep funktown, it’s a oakland thang
epa, frisco, man it’s all the same
you gotta rep yo block, you gotta rep your hood
throw that sh*t up…gon’n rep your hood
they gon put you down, ima build you up
ima teach you put them thangs in the honda truck
gas tank n*gga, make a million bucks
get caught, never snitch n*gga, took a oath
it’s the street code, live by the rules
we never f*ck with fake brown*nosing dudes
[hook: kafani]
hangin out the window
30 round extendo
lookin for them n*ggas…just down my kinfolks
we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride
hangin out the window
30 round extendo
lookin for them n*ggas…just down my kinfolks
we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride

[verse 2: guce]
yeah……
yeah i said it, i’m the sh*t
gucey in this b*tch
wrist bluer than a crip
bullys world is all the f*ck we bang around this b*tch
bullys wit fullys fly gangsta
money off a brick
thizz is what it is, this is where it’s at
a hunter’s point n*gga, in my giant fitted cap
i know they hatin, ain’t no love lost
but believe i got that thang, and it’s gon cost
ya hear me?
it don’t matter if i gotta murk em
but sometimes the only way is i gotta hurt em
besides, you wanna get hit with the fo’
slide through and knock you down right in front your do’
have money, smokin h*lla blunts
drank in my cup, syrup on a blunt
hit you in your spine, you won’t walk no more
hit a hater in his mouth, he won’t talk no more
gucey!
[hook: kafani]
hangin out the window
30 round extendo
lookin for them n*ggas…just down my kinfolks
we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride
hangin out the window
30 round extendo
lookin for them n*ggas…just down my kinfolks
we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride

[verse 3: double o]
listen, yeah, baby
this that graveyard flow, you be dead by the time you hear it
i’m like church: i came to get you n*ggas in the spirit
yeah, see i’m the preacher and pastor
the airforce old n*gga, i hop out them to rat cha
your bars couldn’t hang if ya’ll was closed in a closet
i’m opposite to the demons, skeletons out the closet
i’m k!llin these rappers dog, i got them by light years
i’m wakin up the game, so they call me the nighmare, yeah
and this is for the sleeping dead, cause them bullets is heatseaking when they meet yo head
i’m d.m.c., don’t need the rev, the run
and they done crowned me the king until the kingdom’ll come, yeah
i keep it g, so check my files and folders
a god said the king about to take this thing over, yeah
you tunin in to this gangsta music
getting money is so easy, a caveman could do it
listen
[hook: kafani]
hangin out the window
30 round extendo
lookin for them n*ggas…just down my kinfolks
we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride
hangin out the window
30 round extendo
lookin for them n*ggas…just down my kinfolks
we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride, we gon ride

[instrumental]

- kafani lyrics

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