ride on time 'Cause you ride on time, ride on time 'Cause you ride on time 'Cause you ride on time, ride on time 'Cause you ride on time, ride on time
Tłumaczenie: Black Box. Ride On Time (Bright On Mix).
Tłumaczenie: Black Box. Ride On Time (Massive Mix).
get broke I done took blocks through war, took blocks for fall Took blocks to Wall for box of raw What you think 33 in the glock is for? Black fatigues
no doubt This is just about the time that the Ice passed out The next day I woke, the girl was through Room still smokin', my legs black and blue My
ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house Sweet, let that ride out, bring the horns back in, yeah This is black super hero
center of the? Oh, oh, oh If you driving in the street hold on to your seat Niggas grab your meat while I ride the beat And if you see a shiny black
Benz is how I ride Black flag on the left, two *** on right You better move, AK all day Get *** up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy
how I ride Black flag on the left, two hoes And right you better, move! AK all day Get shot up like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy,
; pickin up my chick We gon' bone as usual; she been talkin shit on the phone as usual - pull up on the block in somethin real nice on chrome as usual
in the deck I ride (I ride) I ride (I ride) I ride (I ride) Let's ride (Let's ride) I ride (Propped up) I ride (Propped up) I ride (Say bro!) Let's
back on the cement Before I'm in the back with my knee bent On my way back to the precinct, I'm back in the G Bent Black wit the pre tint, Vanilla aroma
and no more shows Wish I was out on a furlough [ CHORUS ] Time again you wanna lock me up Lock me up, lock me up Time again you wanna lock me up A nigga
I ride, I ride, I ride, I ride, I ride, I ride, Lets ride I ride, propped up, I ride, propped up, I ride, say bro, let's ride, Let's ride (Dorrough
of that it's time to go to bed y'all Time to go to bed -- I don't wanna hear that You know what time it is, you know what time it is [Children] Uncle
the Lord, there's guns like the audience You put on a show, my 40 clearly applauds Sittin' fifth row, I might appear to be bored Plotting on a Kanye
a whole Brinks box To stuff in this levable sling shot It's big socks, you stopping to think, not This remix is iller than three sixes Tatooed on the
