Lyrics to Ride Out
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Watch out or get cropped out
Better mind your talk, you better watch mouths
You don't wanna get run down
Take him round the corner, make man walk up
Try get gassed, try talk up
Fuck with my Gs, get surrounded by chalk, bruv
It will be your fault, bruv
Move man out of the ends, no thought, bruv
But that's sounding ridiculous
Becuh my mandem are frivolous
Can't cage man like Nicholas
Big in this ting, dem man are like little kids
They ain't on job, them youts ain't inna dis
Dem man are just black sweet boys like licorice
Try clash fatal, I'll finish him
Fam, I'll finish him

Ride out when they ride out
Free the mandem, know that I ride out
Make man switch, fam, that'll be lights out
You don't wanna get find out, better mind out
Ride out when they ride out
Free the mandem, know that I ride out
Make man switch, fam, that'll be lights out
You don't wanna get find out, better mind out

On the rock, bare blocks in the rock
That's life, tryna kiss a man's neck till I stop that
Roll over, drop pants till I pop that
No shop, fam, women calling me the top man
In the penthouse, [?]
Took man's girlfriend, now she get rent out
Pattern up the pussy, get it leng down
Send for man across seas like a pen-pal
3:30, rolling with thirty
This ain't Chicago, you ain't got a .30
No, I ain't thirty, but I act thirty
Got it 160, shot it 330
I'm a winner, move your P like villager
Fatality combo, I'll finish ya
Fucked your ting cuh your girlfriend's sick of ya
Ball games? I ain't picking ya

Ride out when they ride out
Free the mandem, know that I ride out
Make man switch, fam, that'll be lights out
You don't wanna get find out, better mind out
Ride out when they ride out
Free the mandem, know that I ride out
Make man switch, fam, that'll be lights out
You don't wanna get find out, better mind out

We're all born to die
So don't gwan like you're the guy
You and your boys are all pricks
Like the back of a rasclart porcupine
You can't talk to I
You're just good with lies, you don't walk with 9s
You ain't due to ride
When you saw the .44, you were mortified
You're some fassy
House dog like Lassie
Sweet boy like Bashy
Act up, the .44 will tek off the side of your head
Like Cassie
Slap the ting back like a batty
.44 picking him up like a cabby
Fatality cuh dem boy dere
Are coming with bait strategies

Ride out when they ride out
Free the mandem, know that I ride out
Make man switch, fam, that'll be lights out
You don't wanna get find out, better mind out
Ride out when they ride out
Free the mandem, know that I ride out
Make man switch, fam, that'll be lights out
You don't wanna get find out, better mind out
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