DJ Drama - Ridin wit the AK lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne] I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin with that k k k k k k k k [Verse 1: Curren$y] Time and time again I gotta grab my phone and call Lil Wayne Let me use your throw away cause n***as out here playin, mang They just don't get it till I pop the trunk and come back with it Barrel on the burner big enough to spit a hundred midgets I'm from the crescent city, moving nothing less than fifty That's more shells than you'll find in the seat And you don't need to know your alphabets to recognize a G I'm in the lambo making doughnuts like I work for Krispy Kreme Excuse my flossin', dawg I'm still known to tote a snub n***as thought I lost all my blikas in that Katrina flood I still got big you MAC-11 from '97 Sometimes you gotta show n***as better than you can tell them [Hook: Curren$y & Lil Wayne] [Mack Maine] I be on that gangster sh** straight up on that gangster sh** I be on that straight up on that I be on that gangster sh** [x2] [Lil Wayne] I I I I be on that on that all night Man I be on that all day Straight up boy if you want me I'll be ridin' with that K who want it k who want it k who want it k uh [x2] I'm on that gangster sh** I'm on that gangster sh** [x2] [Hook 2: Mack Maine] Chevys ridin' swerving off mufflers stuffed with dro and blow Mack Maine, Young Money, motto's still, "f** a ho" Burners on the front seat in case a hater come that close Bodies drop when the shotty pop they'll probably make your body rock [Verse 2: Mack Maine] Body rock, yep, n***a, lean with it rock with it Thang that make you lean, I be seen round the clock with it See I don't stop with it, hustle for that new money Smelling like them new hundreds diarrhea loop runnin' See I just recruit something that help me move it every day More workers than Mary Kay, vibin to that mary j I'm off the chain like free slaves, b**h, I'm bout my chips I'm Mack Maine, b**h, I'm on that gangster sh** [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Time and time again I gotta turn around and tell C-Dawg Grab this ak off my back or theres gonna be blood all on them dawg Clip longer than a b**h if a n***a trip pop it on in give a n***a that sh** Pull it right over and park that whip, everybody better run when the trunk gone lift sh** the only thing I'm runnin from myself with a gun when the po po come The n***a that talk ain't talking bout nothing, I'm a rude boy, I murder for fun I'm hot b**h word to the sun, I'm the Birdman's son, I'm the chosen one I'm the god just looking for a nun, I'm the president my job here is done [Hook 2] [Interlude: ?] Lean with it lean with it lean with it and snap your fingers Make ya lean with it make ya lean with it make 'em lean with it now play the hook [Hook] [Outro: Lil Wayne] Lets stab 'em in they chest and show 'em that we root lets boom get shot We bout to stab 'em in they chest and keep my motherf**in name boom Get shot, b**h