
Ride Wit It Duvy (Ft. DP CYB)
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[Intro: Duvy]
'Lotta niggas be tellin lies, I don't believe that shit, for real
Yeah, Southside shit
[Chorus: Duvy, DP CYB]
My nigga ride wit' it, you know we ride wit' it
Is you down to slide with me? Hop out and fry a nigga
You know how the street go, is you down to live and die with me?
Shootin they shootin back, bro hit the cut and pop out
Want you to tell me how you feel
It got deeper in the field
It's all my life behind the wheel
When I shoot it, insta kill
Let me show you how to drill
[Verse 1: DP CYB]
Lil brodie died but who was there? You know I filled the wheels
Show you how it feel, they ain't never keep it real
I was therе for you, you weren't therе for me
It was shoot outs in the winter, they ain't check on me
My momma calling me, she's telling me "Please"
She know I ride with that sticky-sticky on me
I got homies died with that blicky-blicky on them
Niggas switching sides, keep a switch beside
Just in case she try to rob me for this jewellery
I might take your life, my life ain't no lie, my night feel alive
High speed, 5-O right behind, percocet fuck up my mind (Fuck)
High speed, 5-O right behind, high speed, 5-O right behind
My niggas ride with it
'Lotta niggas be tellin lies, I don't believe that shit, for real
Yeah, Southside shit
[Chorus: Duvy, DP CYB]
My nigga ride wit' it, you know we ride wit' it
Is you down to slide with me? Hop out and fry a nigga
You know how the street go, is you down to live and die with me?
Shootin they shootin back, bro hit the cut and pop out
Want you to tell me how you feel
It got deeper in the field
It's all my life behind the wheel
When I shoot it, insta kill
Let me show you how to drill
[Verse 1: DP CYB]
Lil brodie died but who was there? You know I filled the wheels
Show you how it feel, they ain't never keep it real
I was therе for you, you weren't therе for me
It was shoot outs in the winter, they ain't check on me
My momma calling me, she's telling me "Please"
She know I ride with that sticky-sticky on me
I got homies died with that blicky-blicky on them
Niggas switching sides, keep a switch beside
Just in case she try to rob me for this jewellery
I might take your life, my life ain't no lie, my night feel alive
High speed, 5-O right behind, percocet fuck up my mind (Fuck)
High speed, 5-O right behind, high speed, 5-O right behind
My niggas ride with it
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