Ride Out (feat. Cerdafyde) - UN-DRE

Ride On, Ride On Ride out, Ride Out Let me tell you What we all about, all about It's Ride on, Ride on It's Ride out, Ride out It's got me walkin In the dirty south, dirty south I said I need a beater Want to rock the band So I went and got the king of raisin hell Put on the deep thinner 250 with the big black truck With the ten inch lift Hopped out in New York, big city of dreams With my cowboy boots gunna do my thing It's a country boy with the king of rock And y'all can't stop this real hip-hop It's Colt and DMC and it's all good He's rippin house Queens I'm straight up the wood I'm just camouflage wear-in Rayban Stair-in In my cowboy hat and it's like that I'm gunna fight the power Kill in the flower Any MC dat wanna try me and D Y'all better recognize the real Ride On, Ride Out Tell me how you feel Ride On, Ride On Ride out, Ride Out Let me tell you What we all about, all about It's Ride on, Ride on It's Ride out, Ride out From New York City To the dirty south, dirty south I can down from Hermans from over Elle That's where my name is known so well I'm in a black pick-up with a mini coat Y'all all know I ain't no joke He came from Georgia Crossin the boarder Heard some of y'all were getting out-of-order Tell the reporters gunna be a slaughter Put away the wife and hide your daughters On points like this it's unstoppable Toppin these two minutes impossible King DMC is remarkable How he gunna stop it? With his gun. When he pull his gun out There's no where to run Like the Gatling gun works from the tongue And every battle we been in we always won Ride On, Ride On Ride out, Ride Out Let me tell you What we all about, all about It's Ride on, Ride on It's Ride out, Ride out From the heart of Queens To the dirty south, dirty south

I just did this so fast This shit, this shit is easy, this shit just hard Run me my check Lil Boat, ayy, bitch, gang Ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, gang, ayy, whoo, ayy-ayy, ayy Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe I run up with it (Ho), with the stick, it spittin' (Grrat) Shoot his whole face off (Shoot his whole face off) Can't tell you who did it (Can't tell you who did it) Bitch, I'm Rob Vicious (Bitch, I'm Rob Vicious) And my life so savage (And my life so savage) I retired from the Mavericks (I retired from the Mavericks) All my ice, lotta carats (All my ice, lotta carats, yeah) Fuck your wife, no marriage (No marriage) Lil' Rob just hit it (Lil' Rob just hit it) Then she suck my brother (Then she suck my brother) Even fuck my children (Even fuck my children) Man, this bitch trippin' (Man, this bitch trippin') Man, this bitch vicious (Man, this bitch vicious) I said, "Stop suckin'" (I said, "Stop suckin'") That bitch don't listen (That bitch don't listen) I came outside, trap with the block today I can get money all lots of ways Remember when I had to flock and pay (Yeah) Now look at them dollars Lil' Rob just made I run it up in a whole lotta ways Swore I done called a whole lotta plays (Yeah, ayy) I'm sick, need a check-up (Check-up) I done ran me a check up (Check up) Need a brand new Tesla (Skrrt) Cartier got me lookin' like professor (Skrrt) I'm sick, need a check-up (Check-up) I done ran me a check up (A check up) Need a brand new Tesla (Tesla) Cartier got me lookin' like professor Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch Stop, drop, mix it in the soda pop Put the soda in the pot, I'm gon' whip it 'til it's rock I said, "Stop, drop, mix it in the soda pop Put the soda in the pot, I'm gon' whip it 'til it's rock" Look, it's OTS and QC, we fuckin' all the groupies Condoms for the cooties, she a snack and I'm Scooby Smoke a nigga like a doobie, blow a nigga like a eighth Bitch, I'm on the block, in my pockets, it's a lotta cake And I'm on your thot 'cause I heard she give a lotta face I be pourin' lotta eights, sip it raw, I love the taste 'Cause I heard she give a lotta face I be pourin' lotta eights, sip it raw, I love it straight Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe I'm with Lil Boat but our pockets been on fat In the Uber with my 30, if you try me, you get smacked I ain't worried 'bout no money, niggas know I'm gettin' racks I just hopped up in that foreign, poured the 'Dusse then did the dash I count a lotta money, I fuck a lotta hoes I sip a lotta lean, I buy a lotta clothes We got hella beef, nigga, we brought all the poles Niggas think it's hella sweet until we let that choppa go Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe

Break with you When we're close there is no way to lose Just a second I can listen through Hear the truth Dance with you Change the rhythm in the way we move Just a second is enough to sweep You off your feet again Don't let this burn out Just leave your guard down 'Cause when I dream about you here I wanna ride it out (ride it out) Know when you fall down I'll have my arms out 'Cause when you're lying next to me I wanna ride it out (ride it out) Breathe you in The nights we shared I'd like to live again Seemed like seconds that would never end Can we pretend? Stop the clock Draw our futures in the pavement chalk Stretch the moments when we lock our eyes And feel the light again Don't let this burn out Just leave your gaurd down 'Cause when I dream about you here I wanna ride it out (ride it out) Know when you fall down I'll have my arms out 'Cause when you're lying next to me I wanna ride it out (ride it out) Don't worry, I'm heading home If you'll have me, you won't be alone Keep going, we'll be alright Keep going, we'll win the fight Do your best to hold on tight! Wait for me I'll be heading back to calmer seas Like a lullaby that you can feel Let's make it real again Don't let this burn out Just leave your guard down 'Cause when I dream about you here I wanna ride it out (ride it out) Know when you fall down I'll have my arms out 'Cause when you're lying next to me I wanna ride it out, ride it out 'Cause when you're lying next to me I wanna ride it out (ride it out)