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roadside gs - rider music lyrics

[chorus]
certified riders, riders for life
with rider music, this is how we do sh-t
rsg’s
holding is nothing, it’s nothing if you don’t use it
don’t be labelled useless
let it squeeze
certified riders, riders for life
with rider music, this is how we do sh-t
rsg’s
holding is nothing, it’s nothing if you don’t use it
don’t be labelled useless
let it squeeze

[verse 1: den den]
we ride, 4 n-ggas up in a 4-door ride
4 macs, 4 .44’s, 2 .45’s
it’s do or die
you don’t do what we do, you lie
roadside
rapping on the curb, net you with this beef
i be clapping on the curb, net you on point
like a marksman, hollow points in the glock
i hit the bullseye, like dark, son (bang)
a war with the roadside gs, you don’t wanna start
when i murk every n-gga in your crew
until i reach to the last one, and murder him too
i be serving him too, leg shots, two chest shots
two neck shots, headshots too, you’ll get what’s due
new head top due (bang)
to bring it to the rsgs when you know we don’t pet
to palm and squeeze, fire firearms at ease, i told you already
[?] arms i squeeze, you can’t breathe
when we rock on roll, we make heads rock to the beat
we make heads roll in the street, it’s cold in the street
so i stay still holding my heat, f-ck the feds
patrolling the street, when i ride
murder that’s my role in the beef
and you know that it’s deep, when you’re riding
and it’s gone past over a week and you still can’t find him
when i’m riding, i don’t mean over a beat
certified riders don’t make dough in this beef
we make shots blow in this beef

[verse 2: elmz st.]
rsg rider, hit them up with the glock 17
ride out for the fam, ride out for my team
ride, hiding that’s not in my genes
glock 17, yeah that’s in my genes
pr-cks hype, they think we ain’t riding
i’m in the front of the 4-door
stretched out on the window, with a 44
aiming right, burst him
maintaining control with a 44
murderers get made over night so
you could get murdered
for your talk, get hot up when you walk on any street
any night, i don’t care, no fear never have never will
i’m a rider, that’s how it’s gonna stay, i don’t care what you gotta say
it’s elmz, you hear me, listen good
i bang the 45, take his goods
45’s great, she’s old, she’s moany
but still knows how to rip up the hood
45 wood, 45s up inna rave, understood
underneath me, you will get put
understood
underneath dirt should do him good
45, roadside, straight up rider
fire, don’t get misunderstood
run up, run up, take him out in the hood
leave him, leave blood stains in the hood
shootings happen, bodies drop
fam it’s crisis, life in brixton
ride to survive or die b-tching
in brixton, could get a pitching
riders are itching

[verse 3: r.a]
this is rider music
if you don’t ride or bang this ain’t your music
this is how we do sh-t
bare man wanna grab the nine and do sh-t
some are real, some have even seen the two spit
i’ve seen the 45 remington do sh-t
man wanna ride like i wanna do sh-t
give him the gun, he’s like how do you use it
because i’m ready to ride, i’m ready to clap
i’m ready to dump
i’m on the front seat, two hands on the pump
if you ain’t gonna ride, don’t jump in the ride
or something might happen when you can’t jump out on time
i take the pump out on time, i never front with a nine
i clap it off and ride or die

[verse 4: dan diggers]
we ride, roadside inside
and we’re ready for beef like any time
so if you think it’s your time to go rhyme for rhyme
i’ll be spitting my rhymes like semi nines
a lot of these guys think they’re top guys
but to me these guys aren’t any guys
dan diggers, i’ve come across many guys
they say they’re real but they’re telling lies
you might feel like you wanna ride
when you’re banging the roadside when you’re in your ride
this is rider music, how we do sh-t, in the southside
exclusive, other mcs know we’re the real gs on the roadside
we move bricks, what’d you expect
we don’t have jobs and we’re not signed

[outro]
yeah, rsgs..

- roadside gs lyrics

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