[Chorus]
'Cause I still ride wit' it
Roll it up, get high wit' it
On the stand, you lie wit' it
.40 on me, outside wit' it
'Cause I still got love for the streets
Cop a gun and glove for the beef
You be fuckin', ain't fuckin' on me
Out the window like, "Fuck the police"
[Verse 1]
'Cause I still got love for a bih'
She don't ever got love for me back
Always got a treat, never trick
Like no ears in the hat
Used to bend that thing over, like no bones in her back
B.M. give that thing up, give good head, pull her track (Is that Tip12lve?)
Middle finger up, fuck them people
Never had a gun that was legal
You talkin' tough, but see you run to your people
You leaving it in the hands of your people
They claiming they don't really understand
Throw that pistol underhand
Yeah, you say a lot, but you ain't really at the nigga
Take your word and off your mans
'Cause I still ride wit' it
Roll it up, get high wit' it
On the stand, you lie wit' it
.40 on me, outside wit' it
'Cause I still got love for the streets
Cop a gun and glove for the beef
You be fuckin', ain't fuckin' on me
Out the window like, "Fuck the police"
[Verse 1]
'Cause I still got love for a bih'
She don't ever got love for me back
Always got a treat, never trick
Like no ears in the hat
Used to bend that thing over, like no bones in her back
B.M. give that thing up, give good head, pull her track (Is that Tip12lve?)
Middle finger up, fuck them people
Never had a gun that was legal
You talkin' tough, but see you run to your people
You leaving it in the hands of your people
They claiming they don't really understand
Throw that pistol underhand
Yeah, you say a lot, but you ain't really at the nigga
Take your word and off your mans
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