Tsu Surf - Who I Ride With lyrics

(Hook) Part of self, I’m in this b**h, Ain’t trying to trip, but we can trip, I only care for who I ride with. From a place where you get caught, A lot of snakes this sh** is done, don’t get me wrong. From a place where you get caught A lot of snakes to share this home Getting f**ed up if you want Just don’t get me wrong, you can die, b**h. Part of self, I’m in this b**h, Ain’t trying to trip, but we can trip, I only care for who I ride with. From a place where you get caught, A lot of snakes this sh** is done, don’t get me wrong, You can die, b**h. sponsored links (Verse) Still bang here, still gangs here, don’t get it f**ed up. Saint Andrew with them cold drum and that n******g locked up We got braid chasers, we got dress shakers And them n******gs in the corner, but the last pa** f** if you’re at the top and use a f**, n******g Should buy for, you can’t touch, n******g. Got crips, got blood, got nookins, tell me what you got, Old people pro bamas, who type as the block. n******gs try not to like us, b**hes call us great Banging at them with bananas, loose calm and sails. They say that they keep it real, should we call that hate? You sleep up in the box, that’s what I call a wake. Momma’s screaming, siren’s wooping, another n******g got, Acting like a b**h up in this club will get you shot. Ain’t drunk enough Out to win a cat and pull up in this truck truck. (Hook) Part of self, I’m in this b**h, Ain’t trying to trip, but we can trip, I only care for who I ride with. From a place where you get caught, A lot of snakes this sh** is done, don’t get me wrong. From a place where you get caught A lot of snakes to share this home Getting f**ed up if you want Just don’t get me wrong, you can die, b**h. Part of self, I’m in this b**h, Ain’t trying to trip, but we can trip, I only care for who I ride with. From a place where you get caught, A lot of snakes this sh** is done, don’t get me wrong, You can die, b**h. (Verse) Pa** me the strap, I land down, For this rap sh**, cause we don’t f** around. My n******gs all greezy, I ain’t talking chris code Life’s flashing, n******gs dancing, I ain’t talking disco. You’re in these streets, it’s mandatory to keep a pistol. You ain’t got one, you’re slipping and you get your sh** smoked. I’m with the raw bunch, so show my n******gs serve, You’re not on my baby, get money, put in work. In SRT, take that G with a real hold, Live by a set of rules, f** how a n******g feel. Getting to the money to the mil’s None of hating n******gs wanna know How it feel just to be this real, how it feel just to be this real. But this sh** is amazing, blazing n******g occasion, We strap for every occasion, no stress, dog, I’m just saying. When that forty seven get that waves in, penetration no crazy. Homeboy, I’m just saying, homeboy, I’m just saying. (Hook) Part of self, I’m in this b**h, Ain’t trying to trip, but we can trip, I only care for who I ride with. From a place where you get caught, A lot of snakes this sh** is done, don’t get me wrong. From a place where you get caught A lot of snakes to share this home Getting f**ed up if you want Just don’t get me wrong, you can die, b**h. Part of self, I’m in this b**h, Ain’t trying to trip, but we can trip, I only care for who I ride with. From a place where you get caught, A lot of snakes this sh** is done, don’t get me wrong, You can die, b**h.