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magnetic - how i ride lyrics

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verse 1:
black down hoodie on green tims o the feet,
green slaps on the strip black nina to eat/
black crib smashing them out green lex kited,
black and green tr-mm-ngs in the rims with a green and black fitted/
with a black army coat with some green st-tches in it,
tattoo on the arm black with some green in it/
flouting on cloud 9 that black and green,
2 shouts from the henny got me up in a lean/
that gangsta walk mrs. doritta holding me down,
feeling real untouchable stomping the ground/
who want to come test how i ride,
who want to come test my pin you die/
i’m the best that ever did it flipping style in this game,
got the crown on the shelf sn-tching fame from lames/
bars for days ready for war in any way,
hope you ready cause i’m going make it rain today/

hook: how i ride.. black down hoodie ya with nina the creep,
how i ride.. green tims on the feet never sleep
always stomping the streets/

verse 2:
i’m that new black anthem heavy bar spite,
with a real team behind me nothing but killers/
putting in work studying all the guide lines,
we run the globe longtime made the head lines/
in bold letters printed we the best in town,
in fine print saying we go pound for pound/
them heavy hitter nah nah we not them quitters,
we them worst night mares them real gorillas/
stay sucker free waiting for you to test me,
i use you for paper to write history/
chance the laws flip up the style in this game,
scar your body every scratch you feel the pain/
inch bye inch feeling every pinch of the sh-t,
penetrating nice and slow while i’m out getting rich/
crushing the game spitting out bars of flames,
love by some hated by most in this game/

hook: how i ride.. black down hoodie ya with nina in the creep/
how i ride.. green tims on the feet never sleep always
stomping the streets/

verse 3:
low with the fitted hat over the eyes,
mrs. dorita tuck on the waist ready to ride/
ready for war, starving to eat some food,
like 2 pits running wild chasing a dude/
breaking them laws anything to get that bread,
(click click) anny up homie or you dead/
you can run but you can’t hide you see i’m here,
how i ride boy boy i’m every where/
doing big things putting numbers up on the boards,
got the game lock plus getting every award/
from plats to diamonds no i’m getting the load,
projects to the streets the heart turn cold/
p. nones to them county bids way up north,
5 x felony still breaking the laws/
packing them sandwich bags still packing them bisects,
how i ride an outlaw taking them risks/



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