Triple Six Mafia Let's Ride Nigga Lyrics

[ Chorus: Lord Infamous (repeat 2X) ]

We gotta come like we get doen
and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we be quick to
pull back on some triggers
We gotta come you know dat Devil
s___ is still up in us
We Mafia n____z We Mafia n____z

[ Lord Infamous ]
So d___ wicked got some s___ you b____es never saw
I caught you shakin sawed off's pumpin
now'll we'll break the law
I cut the air off where you breath
while I'm blazin on these trees
The ? I get from these trees'll
take your leg up off
You chokin from exhaust
You lost up in the sauce
You stand against the wall
Don't play wit Lord at all
You dealin wit some now you p___in down your leg
and got a gun against your head
you know dis lead is for a
b_____ brawl
I'm tryna go for boss
Prepare for Holocaust
I got moss and when I toss it will get em off
I'm dirty for the cause
b____ don't you hit the pause
I'll lock you b____es in the
icebox wit it full of frost
b____ don't you know that when
I'm hi I leave a dimple
c___ back dis pistol then I'll
pop you like a pimple
I got the tunes in the stones
In your home wit the chrome
You alone and the rest is very simple

[ Chorus ]

[ Crunchy Black ]
Ain't no n____ goin play wit me
Play wit me my n____ I'ma lay you in the streets
All I came for is cheese n____
dat's hard to believe
I'ma lock and unload and make your b____ a__ bleed
Let ya'll know dat I came wit
some s___ up my sleeve
Know what I mean my n____ It's only Jus me
Slip dat knife down my sleeve
Slope you dead in your heart
Wit only dat sick s___ don't get s___ started

[ DJ Paul ]
Now ever since we done came dem
hataz didn't play no joke
Try to bounce to the crib
I shot around in dey home
I'm bustin rugaz
wit some lugaz
Do ya
n____ I'ma send em straight through ya
School ya
Bout dis bidness
Bout these boys
Ya bout to witness wit these toys

[ Juicy "J" ]
Wit dem toys yeah we got em
Make the noise when we c___ em
Guaranteed to kill and rob em
Stopped em wit the sawed off shotgun
n____z in the street dey found em
On dat dog food and Vodka
So much dope the blood was toxic
And the mind is pure psychotic

[ Chorus (fades out) ]

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