Mafia Mike

Mafia Mike - Ride Wit Me lyrics

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(feat. D-Reck, Lil Shay)


[Hook x2:]

Boy come on, take a ride with me

And let me show you, the dirty 3

Pack your bags, don't forget your heat

Cause it go down, in the dirty streets


[Mafia Mike:]

What you say boy, I don't play boy

Get up out my way, before I get out my K boy

With no delay boy, I'm bout to spray boy

Cause on these streets, your ass will decay boy

We want more chips, than Frito Lay boy

It's rough on this side, fuck where you stay boy

My niggaz is gorillas fa sho, ok boy

We can go to war, with it all day boy

You get it out of line, you better go and pray boy

Give you the casket, and the flowers to lay boy uh


[Hook x2]


[D-Reck:]

I don't know if you done heard, but this the land of yay and herb

Where you can get served, every day on every curb

So nigga what you want, cause fool I got it

And if I'm out of pocket, I can tell you where to find it

Everything from cocaine, to fine ass dames

Rovers that Range, big Benzes wide frame

Propped up on thangs, pop trunk with the bang

The hustle and the game, and the piece and the chain

Got diamonds against the grain, candy coated paint

Got the wet and the drank, the X and the dank

Got pressure on my brain, from this task-4 stangs

Got hoods and these gangs, with these gats that flame

The joy and the pain, sun and the rain

Fortune and the fame, some of heat be scorching mayn

Hotter than Kayan, and her little sister Anne

Raging cajun cooking, will make a nigga say man


[Hook x2]


[Lil' Shay:]

I hope you get the picture, cause it's on TV

Take you to a place, that we call the 3

Gucci frames, bad dames in 3D

In a city, hustlers in the VIP

Big clubs, big thugs big drugs

Parked outside, big trucks big dubs

Southside Tex, Lil' Shay gon ride

I-45, till the day I'm Northside

Eastside, Westside got hoes

Love it when they put they lips, where they don't belong

S-Class gator, play hater on the block

Want a house on the water, and a boat by the dock

Lil' Shay baby, don't bar no plexers

Boys round here, powered up on X's

It ain't all about your horses, spurs or your Lexus

We gotta keep it playa, Wreckshop Texas-Texas


[Hook]


Boy come on, take a ride with me

Let me show you, the dirty 3
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