ฟังเพลงRidin Strikers (Explicit)

Song: Ridin Strikers

Artist: Future

Lyrics: Future, Southside, ATL Jacob

Composed: VOU, ATL Jacob, Southside

Riding strikers

Hotbox shit (Pluto)

Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers in the hood

Riding strikers to your hood (ride them strikers to)

Ride them strikers to your hood, yeah

**** a title, you got that rifle you need that ride striker

Goin' for the Ferrari Spider, man, I had to ride striker

I told my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker

I put my young bitch in a G-wag she ridin' striker

I go to Jamaica tag 'em with a hundred snipers

I dip the ice and go, "Woo", I step out icy frozen

I hit professional, (Woo) I have deja vu, I know (Woo)

I'm gettin' my decimals, I know, I'm going digital

Spaz in the Jimmy Choo, bagged up plentiful

Tell me how I'm supposed to be, sober in my interview (sober)

Last night, I was growing up (I was in Fendi too)

Took flight, I've been going up (That's a ritual)

Passport, and we going up, like some animals

Addy-ied up, and I'm gassed up, change the temperature

Triple rows, This morning hoes they identical

Minute Maid, Hi-tec splash (going crazy)

Drug raids, got me cold, got me cocky (ahh)

Can't stand it, won't enjoy life if it ain't toxic

Cuban links, walking on ice I don't play hockey

Standing out front screen all saucy

High pro, found a superstar codeine coughing

Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it's King Joffrey

Kick a door, smokin sheisty

Piss poor, we sticking together like (gang)

King Kong, I'm taking drugs out my body

Insane, inside my brain and my posse

Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers in the hood

Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers to the hood

**** a title, you got that rifle you need that ride striker

Goin' for the Ferrari Spider, man, I had to ride striker

I told my young niggas how to slide, go and get a striker

I put my young bitch in a G-wag she ridin' striker

Riding strikers good

Riding strikers through your hood

Riding strikers through

Riding strikers through your hood

Yeah, riding strikers through your hood

"We please need your help in tracking down a suspect in a bank robbery.

This morning on the city's northside According to police

The suspect walked into the bank at about nine this morning

Went straight to one of the tellers, handed over a note that said "Put money in bag.""

Hold on, pouring up drank

Hold on, now I rob me a bank

Hold on, ****ing on foreign

Hold on, that bitch that you

Hold on, that bitch that you hate

Hold on, whippin' up foreign

Hold on, driving like a tank

Hold on, pouring up drank

Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank

Hold on, smokin' on pressure

Hold on, straight outta pound

Hold on, crazy ass shooter

Hold on, sprayin' in the crowd

Hold on, kill 'im on sight

Hold on, still go to trap

Hold on, nigga get life

Hold on, been scarred as a child

Rob me a bank

Rob me a bank

Hold on