Fo Ridas

C Bo

Uh



This one's fo the money



Uh




Verse 1




We ridin raw '97 Suburban's wit the chrome kit



every nigga on trigga ready to dome split



got a million



but still ain't satisfied



gold thangs on every old school that we ride



got keys



so many g's



bitches on they knees dyin to get wit these



if a bitch ain't about her money man I can't fuck wit that



got to be down to run the street sellin that pussy or move some yak



ask yo folks bitch like 40 I'm so serious about my scratch



livin like a straight hustla b pass the weed, man fuck a batch



from Vallejo to Sac



pushin new Lacs an '96 Ac's



we roll strapped, lounge wit the money from the game of crack



some million dolla macks gettin taxed for the crack sack



from 'ol skool seven-deuce Chevy's an glass packs



representin to the fullest, the west-side of the map



where we roll strapped wit black ridas stuck in the mack



ridas.




*(Chrous- C-Bo)*




I was born in hell juss to be a rida



wit lo-lo's an 4-4's an mo hoes fo the ridas



keep my pants saggin stay strapped wit the magnum ridas



desperado outlaws do the dirt




Verse 2




I got bitches like the mack, out to get my scratch



pushin the '9-7 Lac, movin keys of yak



an ain't a damn thang changed about the dope game



but the bitches size the money an the price of the caine



from ruby 13-5's is how we get it



cracked out, the metro packs saran wrapped an get it



if it's money then a nigga, gots to get it



hit it an quit it, but I ain't wit it less it's worth a mill ticket



I'm a savage



about my cabbage



I gots to have it
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