Ridin’ N Da Chevy Three 6 Mafia
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[Intro: Lord Infamous & Juicy J]
Yeah, fool, Lord Infamous back in the studio
With the Paul and Lord Infamous
"Come With Me To Hell Part 2"
My nigga Juicy in this motherfucker, what's up, mane?
Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna' do the "Ridin' 'N Da Chevy" part two on y'all ass
You know what I'm sayin', it's on, fool
[Chorus: Lil E]
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see
I hopped out of my drop top, once again, we rollin' chevy
Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold D's
Dirty bitches, choosin' I can't go, I just say, "Hoes, please"
Ballin' clean, pants I'm holdin tight, to my woodgrain
System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain
Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get
Every time I make one up, some fool trizzy to come with it
Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a thirty-five?
Higher than a mile above the moon, on the Blackhaven side
Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can't live without it
Every time a flame penetrates some bud, I wanna shout about it
But these niggas kill me, when that's all they wanna do
Pockets fucked up, but they still wanna get fucked up
You's a damn fool
So I be like watchin' you fools go down more, every single day
While I ride clean, drop top, and mean Chevrolet, buster
Yeah, fool, Lord Infamous back in the studio
With the Paul and Lord Infamous
"Come With Me To Hell Part 2"
My nigga Juicy in this motherfucker, what's up, mane?
Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna' do the "Ridin' 'N Da Chevy" part two on y'all ass
You know what I'm sayin', it's on, fool
[Chorus: Lil E]
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see
I hopped out of my drop top, once again, we rollin' chevy
Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold D's
Dirty bitches, choosin' I can't go, I just say, "Hoes, please"
Ballin' clean, pants I'm holdin tight, to my woodgrain
System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain
Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get
Every time I make one up, some fool trizzy to come with it
Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a thirty-five?
Higher than a mile above the moon, on the Blackhaven side
Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can't live without it
Every time a flame penetrates some bud, I wanna shout about it
But these niggas kill me, when that's all they wanna do
Pockets fucked up, but they still wanna get fucked up
You's a damn fool
So I be like watchin' you fools go down more, every single day
While I ride clean, drop top, and mean Chevrolet, buster
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