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rjmrla - ride with me (remix) lyrics

[intro: rj]
rj
you know i had to do a remix (uh)
and still respect the juk, n-gga

[verse 1: rj]
you n-ggas sound like me now
still got my plug on speed dial
called so many shots, i re-dialed
blat-that! ring out
snitch n-gga p-ssy, a meow
shoot a n-gga b-tch like a rebound
ol’ i wanna be down
screw face ’cause i’m on the scene now
fiend choke a n-gga out before he get beat down
leave a n-gga body where n0body second look ’em
fish hook ’em, only way he get feezound
you n-ggas takin’ deals to reduce time
you told police about your plug out in tucson
your old homies don’t f-ck with you ’cause you too hot
see, n-ggas like you be the reasons hoods be two sides
oh, run and hide, n-gga, patience a virtue
that paperwork got n-ggas ready to murk you
my lil’ n-gga kept it solid, did a 5 to 9
i wish a lawyer for all my n-ggas that’s fightin’ time
(on god)

[verse 2: yg]
i’m ridin’ dirty on the l-o
’cause the judge givin’ n-ggas body parts, elbows
so i paid fifteen hundred for my stash spot
this janky dude, you f-ck with it, it’ll pop out
ooh, i got a strike and a felony
but the homie ridin’ with me say his record clean
so you would take this case is what you tellin’ me?
ooh, you better not tell on me
you went to jail for a l!ck and came home too quick
and you wonder why your homeboys never wanna tell you sh-t
but we wasn’t too sure so the homie still let ’em lurk
’til n-ggas saw that paperwork
told the d.a., “he was the driver, he plotted, he did it, he even threatened to f-ck me up if i wasn’t with it”
now it’s all bad in the hood and he can’t come around
conversations like, “somethin’, somethin’, gun that n-gga down”

[verse 3: nipsey hussle]
yuh, look
i made it through my situation and i stayed down
for n-ggas muggin’, it’s nothin’ much you can say now
i’m so accustomed to sucka’ n-ggas that hate now
i poker face and then touch ’em, my n-ggas play foul
it ain’t no rules ’cause these n-ggas threw the rules away
if i could pick a place and time, i would choose today
see i’m the type of n-gga die for his jewelry
gang related homicide is what the news’ll say
playin’ with my reputation ain’t amusin’ me
playin’ with a n-gga patience, who are you to say?
short temper, f-ck it, i’ma blow a fuse today
and when i lose my mind, i’ma shoot a face
i seen ’em get away with murder ’cause he knew the way
k!lled a n-gga, went to trial, then he beat the case
so what type of example do it set, n-gga?
play with mine, you can f-ckin’ get wet n-gga
yes, n-gga

[verse 4: k. camp]
uh, uh, uh
i keep the fire on me, like a motherf-ckin’ bic
she just want my b-lls, i just gotta throw the pitch
fiendin’ for the cash, i just got a slight itch
365 grind, yeah we runnin’ in this b-tch (hey, turn up, turn up)
i don’t f-ck around with a snake n-gga, no, no (no, no)
hah, f-ck how you feel, n-gga, i just want the bankrolls
ridin’ with the fire on me
master with the sh-t, no p
hoes watchin’ me like glee
it ain’t hard to see you on a beat
(camp!)

[chorus: rj]
n-ggas wanna shine with me
but they won’t do the time with me
snitches throw they time to me
that’s why i always ride lowkey
i didn’t want a dime on me
snitches throw they time to me
that’s why i always ride lowkey
i gotta keep the fire on me
n-ggas wanna shine with me
but they won’t do the time with me
snitches throw they time to me
that’s why i always ride lowkey
i didn’t want a dime on me
snitches throw they time to me
that’s why i always ride lowkey
i gotta keep the fire on me

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