TyWiz - How I Ride lyrics

Black down, hoodie on green tims on the feet Green slaps on the strip black ne na to eat/ Black crib smashing it out green lex kited Black and green trimming in the rims, green and black fitted/ With a black army coat with some green stitches in it Tattoo on the arm black with some green in it/ Floating on cloud 9 that black and green 2 shots from the henney got me up in a lean/ That gangsta walk Mrs. dorati holding me down Feeling real untouchable stomping the ground/ Who want to come test how i ride Who want to come test my pin you die/ I'm the best that ever did, flipping styles in this game Got the crown on the shelf snatching fame from lames/ Bars for days ready for war in any way Hope you ready cause i'm gonna make it rain today/ Hook: how.. i.. ride.. black down hoodie on "ya" with ne na On the creep/ How..i..ride.. green tims on the feet never sleep Always stomping the street/ I'm that new black anthem heavy bar spite a With a real team behind me nothing but k**ers/ Putting in work studying all the guide lines We run the globe longtime made the head lines/ In bold letters printed we the best in the town In fine print saying we go pound for pound/ Them heavy hitters nah nah we not them quitters We your worst night mere them real gorillas/ Stay s**er free waiting for you to test me I use you for paper to write history/ Change the laws, flip up the style in this game Scar your body ever scratch you feel the pain/ Inch by inch feeling every pinch of the sh** Penetrating nice and slow while i'm out getting rich/ Crushing the game spitting out bars of flames Love by some hated by most of the game/ Hook: how.. i.. ride.. black down hoodie on "ya" ne na On the creep/ How.. i.. ride.. green tims on the feet never sleep Always stomping the street/ Low with the fitted hat over the eyes Mrs. dorati tuck on the waist ready to ride/ Ready for war starving to eat some food Like 2 pits running wild chasing a dude/ Breaking them laws anything to get that bread "click-click" annie up homie or you dead/ You can run but you can't hide see i'm here How i ride boy boy i'm every where/ Doing big things putting numbers up on the boards Got the game lock, plus getting every awards/ From plats to diamonds no i'm getting the load Projects from the street the heart turned cold/ P. nones to them county bids way up north 5 x felony still breaking them laws/ Packing them sandwich bags still packing them biscuits How i ride an outlaw taking them risks/