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• NLE Choppa-Ruff Rydas[Hi-Res][FLAC]

  NLE Choppa-Ruff Rydas 《速度与激情9》[原声音乐]
  作曲 : Bryson Potts/Tobias Dekker
  作词 : Bryson Potts/Tobias Dekker
  Huh, yeah
  Ruff riders, ruff riders (Ruff riders)
  I'ma ruff riders
  Yeah, ayy, ayy
  Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap (My lap)
  When I'm shootin' my shot, you know I don't crack (Don't crack)
  Don't **** with these niggas, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
  I don't **** with these ho's that really be jack
  I got on Chanel, we breakin' all belts
  I can eyeball, I don't need a scale
  Remember them days, I didn't have nothin' (Yeah, yeah)
  I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
  I get me a check, like Nike
  I'm shootin' shit up, like Spike Lee (Grrt)
  I nut in her mouth, I'm triffling
  I was down, the bitches ain't like me (No cap)
  Real talk, no cap, bitch nigga
  I'm gone and poppin' them jiggas
  Perc' 30's in my system
  Ayy, we don't **** with Swishers, woah
  Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
  Ridin' 'round with some snipers (With some snipers)
  Ruff riders, ruff riders
  You know I'm Top Shotta (Top Shotta, yeah)
  I ride with pistols and them Glocks for my enemies (For my enemies)
  Don't **** with niggas,
  They got bitch nigga tendencies (Bitch nigga tendencies)
  I seen my opps slow down on a ten speed (Grrrt)
  And I'ma send that nigga up where God be (Yeah)
  Bitch nigga, test me, look wrong
  Hundred shots to his dome (Grrrt)
  Left the house last night, but he ain't make it home
  We be sniping and killin'
  Bitch, I'm a villain
  Bitch, I can't spare a thing, I'ma kill the children
  Bitch, you know just how we livin', know just how we livin'
  Do a drive-by, cruisin' in a Honda Civic
  And **** the police, until they free my nigga
  You niggas police, wanna snitch on niggas
  Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap (My lap)
  When I'm shootin' my shot, you know I don't crack (Don't crack)
  Don't **** with these niggas, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
  I don't **** with these ho's that really be jack
  I got on Chanel, we breakin' all bets
  I can eyeball, I don't need a scale
  Remember them days, I didn't have nothin' (Yeah, yeah)
  I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
  I don't need me a helmet because I'm ridin' rough
  Just like freeze tag, if I see him he gon' get touched
  I'm the toughest nigga in the game, I got three nuts
  And I love to hear the Draco bang
  Rip him up in pieces, yeah
  Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
  Ridin' 'round with some snipers (With some snipers)
  Ruff riders, ruff riders
  You know I'm Top Shotta, yeah (Top Shotta, yeah)
  NLE Choppa, nigga
  Ruff rider, you know how we do it
  You know what?
  On to the next, yeah, uh
  Ruff riders, ruff riders
  Ridin' 'round with a sniper, yeah
  Ruff riders, ruff riders
  NLE the Top Shotta, yeah
  (Top Shotta, ruff rider)
  (The ruff, the ruff, the ruff rider)
  

  2020-08-17 21:53:39 HI-RES下载热度 0 ℃

• NLE Choppa-Side(Explicit)[FLAC格式]

  Side (Explicit) - NLE Choppa
  
  Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Alex Petit
  
  Cash money AP
  
  I ain't gotta ask I know my mama proud of me
  
  I ain't gotta ask I know my ay mama proud of me
  
  I ain't gotta ask I know my mama proud of me
  
  And my n***a we was thuggin' we was doin' robberies
  
  You ain't gotta ask if it's on me it's on the side
  
  Every time that a young n***a ride
  
  Hundred shots up out this chopper let 'em glide
  
  I can't let 'em slide 'cause it f**k with my pride
  
  I'm in the club with my glizzy and my blicky
  
  Tryin' not to hurt somebody ayy
  
  'Cause I was stuck up in the storm when the rain came
  
  We don't care where it's at we do it broad day
  
  I let the opps run the city tryna maintain
  
  Goin' down the wrong road gave me road rage
  
  I had to tell 'em we ain't goin'
  
  For nothin' don't know what the squad on
  
  A rich n***a like the lotto sippin' moscato
  
  I put a n***a on the news I probably read 'bout him
  
  Her head super-duper fire made her head throttle
  
  He say tell me the meanin' of a thug
  
  I'd rather be a gangster 'cause I can't show no love
  
  'Fore I do my dirt I mask it on with a glove
  
  If he get up in my way
  
  Then I'ma hit him with a slug yeah yeah
  
  I ain't gotta ask I know my mama proud of me
  
  And my n***a we was thuggin' we was doin' robberies
  
  You ain't gotta ask if it's on me it's on the side
  
  Every time that a young n***a ride
  
  Hundred shots up out this chopper let 'em glide
  
  I can't let 'em slide 'cause it f**k with my pride
  
  I'm in the club with my glizzy and my blicky
  
  Tryin' not to hurt somebody nah nah nah nah
  
  Ayy got my glizzy and my blicky tryin' not to hurt somebody
  
  Nah nah-nah-nah nah-nah-nah
  
  Bum bum NLE the top shotta yeah
  
  Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda
  
  

  2019-12-28 14:24:51 欧美音乐下载热度 1 ℃