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max b - ride on em lyrics

[intro: max b]
[?]
what do you say we ride on these b-tch n-ggas real quick?
let’s get em

[verse 1: max: b]
amg is the new a-chain
ain’t no more f-cking gang grain
free shows, cheap clothes
field n-gga for real, spiritual negro
hit the b-tton, i can open your best b-tch, yeah
eat c-ckroaches for breakfast
sirloin in ’87, we order out, yeah
steak sauce on the porterhouse
hit a swig, hundred thou’ on the gang
runnin’ round in the crib, momma proud of the kids, come on
never got straight a’s but made m’s
[?] from the state pen, never made friends (never)
six seater, quarter million the bigger feature
f-ck a battle, give a n-gga the millimeter, yeah
i give a n-gga what he need
love that neighbor, pray for my enemies
they watch with binocular, say “cheese”
i ain’t tryna be popular, say “please”
i average thirty a game, [?]
three-piece [?], no more state greens (aw)

[chorus: max b]
clear the scene, had a little few shots
ridin’ on a n-gga like 2pac
christian louboutin in the new drop, yeah
ridin’ on a n-gga like 2pac
i forgot to bring the baby a juice box
ridin’ on a n-gga like 2pac
three b-tches at one time, two shots
ridin’ on a n-gga like 2pac

[verse 2: jadakiss]
dudes with the power, come through and devour (yeah)
and all it was on was grand cru and sour (that’s it)
jews in the outfits, up in the hundred thousands (me)
with money that they made from standin’ in front of housin’
hand-in-hand a [?] off the phone
fingerprints off the chrome, then off your dome (off)
they just need to know that you ain’t with me (uh)
in the era of the [?], how he move that [?] (how)
when i’m comin’ down eighth in that new 850 (gang)
all cocaine white don’t smell me, sniff me
broker the deal got a boss percentage (boss)
used to sell bricks and live off the interest (yes)
made a lot of money, but i lost some friendships (uh huh)
discontinued, my cloth is vintage (cloth), yeah
bags is larger (yeah), f-ck you thought b?
extra wavy, real new yorky
what

[outro]
yeah
ridin’ on a n-gga like 2pac
ridin’ on a n-gga like 2pac

- max b lyrics

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