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ride 4 me - mack maine lyrics

[intro: mack maine]
(this is fear factor music you m*th*f*ckers)
uh
(southern smoke)
(turn the f*ckin’ beat up)
(yeah, baby!)
i grew up in the hood where the only job n*ggas had was standing on the corner (b*tch, i’m mack maine!)
i grew up in the hood where the only job n*ggas had was standing on the corner (southern smoke)
i grew up in the hood where the only job n*ggas had was standing on the corner
raised with no fathers, stole from they sisters and they brothers
and they even sold crack to they mamas (they mamas)

[chorus: mack maine]
ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me (yeah)
i said “ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me”
now, if you want beef m*th*f*cker, come get it
if you gassed up then i know it’s unleaded
if you feel played and ain’t about it then don’t sweat it (sh*t)
stop co*signing for n*ggas with bad credit (credit)

[verse 1: mack maine]
well…
i’m an m*a*c on the m*i*c the h*i*n*c, y’all n*ggas gon’ see
i’m from the upt, so from my d.o.b. until i r.i.p
i ain’t nun’ but a g
i feel like p*a*c ’cause i’m an outlaw
plus i’m ready to die just like b*i*g
sh*t, think it’s a game, ask baby and slim where i came
like, hook me up, i ain’t got no time for no game, sh*t
but a, rat*ti*tat*tat*ti*tat, on you dog hoes
but a, rat*ti*tat*tat*ti*ti, on you dog hoes
i’m ’bout to go and cop a v, on you dog hoes
y’all better ask who i be, on you dog hoes (mack maine!)
oh yes indeed, i’m from the h double o*d
still puffin’ on that f*ckin’ g double o*d
still run with a few n*ggas that might od
still keep that torture on the low like i’m low key
[chorus: mack maine]
ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me (yeah)
i said “ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me”
now, if you want beef m*th*f*cker, come get it
if you gassed up then i know it’s unleaded
if you feel played and ain’t about it then don’t sweat it
stop co*signing for n*ggas with bad credit (credit)

[verse 2: lil wayne]
um, my street is apple and eagle, my hood is hollygrove (cyeah)
i just do this sh*t for my people
i pray every night for the evil i’ve done (cyeah), i’ma do
i keep it true (cyeah), young money my n*gga so f*ck you
what’s new? young money them n*ggas, we get loot, get you
weezy like “what your b*tch do?”
your b*tch do this crew, us of pimps do
the infrared on the pistol peek*a*boo, i see you (get ’em)
i see you mack; that’s my n*gga, hold (mack)
that’s my brother that ain’t just my n*gga, yeah
and we both from the 17th ward
and we get crazy like a f*cking r*t*rd
you can plugged like you getting recharged
real dreadlock man’ll rock but f*ck boy
tuk*tuk*paca, say paca who want more? (yeow)
made new orleans to the core! (yeah)
[chorus: mack maine]
ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me (yeah)
i said “ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me”
now, if you want beef m*th*f*cker, come get it
if you gassed up then i know it’s unleaded
if you feel played and ain’t about it then don’t sweat it
stop co*signing for n*ggas with bad credit (credit, cyeah)

[bridge: mack maine]
spitta you my n*gga (yeah), prif you my n*gga (yeah)
weezy you my n*gga (yeah), thugga you my n*gga (yeah)
dizzle you my n*gga (yeah), tez you my n*gga (yeah)
dizzy you my n*gga (yeah), mal you my n*gga (yeah)
holly grove wassup, 17th wassup, uptown wassup, new orleans wassup, cash money wassup, young money wassup, real n*ggas wassup, wassup, wassup (cyeah)

[verse 3: mack maine]
new orleans my city, uptown be my home, baby
my homies be wildin’, we need a check, we all crazy
but, let me tell you a little something ’bout me
i’m a mack like rufus, sick with it like cleet
i get low like jaggen and mix your face like t
but i never make a beat, capische? ha ha
ounces of slap is good but with a [vergi hapen?]
n*gga, this is the murda capitol, where n*ggas murder happen

[chorus: mack maine]
ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me (yeah)
i said “ain’t no n*gga gon’ ride for me, like my n*ggas gon’ ride for me”
now, if you want beef m*th*f*cker, come get it
if you gassed up then i know it’s unleaded
if you feel played and ain’t about it then don’t sweat it
stop co*signing for n*ggas with bad credit (credit)
[bridge: mack maine]
holly grove wassup, 17th wassup, uptown wassup, new orleans wassup, cash money wassup, young money wassup, real n*ggas wassup, wassup, wassup (cyeah)

[outro: mack maine]
(southern smoke)
and that was another banger as usual
no pen, no pad
and the drugs wasn’t, wasn’t even present that night
that’s the sober free, ya’ll know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
but anyway…

- mack maine lyrics

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