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Down To Ride Video (MV)




Performed By: FSO GUNK
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Tyree Richardson




FSO GUNK - Down To Ride Lyrics
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I really hustle to motivate
Put trust in my young niggas, know they great
Sending them bags cause they overweight
Spin on the block in a Honda
Nigga you don't want no drama
Sharks in the ocean I feed the piranhas
Sending out bags 20 P's of the thunder
Put a bag on ya head and my youngings come gunning
Shots get to upping, he running
Finish a nigga, don't know where we dumped him
They don't know where we dumped him
I put my faith in some niggas I know wasn't with me
I knew they wasn't down to ride
My young niggas fishing for licks and they push up
I swear to God it be a homicide
They closing the casket, they leaving his momma crying
Shots get to firing, they screaming, its drama time
I peep the opps, whip the drac out the window
I squeeze it, I'm leaving his momma crying
Ride with my Glock everyday and it's loaded
A nigga going play, I unload it
Nigga wasn't built for that pressure
He got in that jam and he went in and folded
Talking my shit on every song, them niggas going quote it
I don't know what you niggas be on
But I'm ready to expose it
Kick in your door, mask on
They don't know who sold us
Rolex 41 that bitch coming frozen
Living my life like its golden
Your bitch coming in and you know that she chosen
Bags coming in and they rolling
Selling them bags and quickly they going
Selling them quick and they going
Fronting my young niggas putting in that work
I double it, double it
I really trust you, you double that work
And you pulling a double shift
Ride with my niggas til we in the dirt
I can't f*ck with no other niggas
Ride with my stick when shit get the worst
Damn I had to knock off another nigga
Spin on the block in a Honda
Nigga you don't want no drama
Sharks in the ocean I feed the piranhas
Sending out bags 20 P's of the thunder
Put a bag on ya head and my youngings come gunning
Shots get to upping, he running
Finish a nigga, don't know where we dumped him
They don't know where we dumped him
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I really hustle to motivate
Put trust in my young niggas, know they great
Sending them bags cause they overweight
Spin on the block in a Honda
Nigga you don't want no drama
Sharks in the ocean I feed the piranhas
Sending out bags 20 P's of the thunder
Put a bag on ya head and my youngings come gunning
Shots get to upping, he running
Finish a nigga, don't know where we dumped him
They don't know where we dumped him
I put my faith in some niggas I know wasn't with me
I knew they wasn't down to ride
My young niggas fishing for licks and they push up
I swear to God it be a homicide
They closing the casket, they leaving his momma crying
Shots get to firing, they screaming, its drama time
I peep the opps, whip the drac out the window
I squeeze it, I'm leaving his momma crying
Ride with my Glock everyday and it's loaded
A nigga going play, I unload it
Nigga wasn't built for that pressure
He got in that jam and he went in and folded
Talking my shit on every song, them niggas going quote it
I don't know what you niggas be on
But I'm ready to expose it
Kick in your door, mask on
They don't know who sold us
Rolex 41 that bitch coming frozen
Living my life like its golden
Your bitch coming in and you know that she chosen
Bags coming in and they rolling
Selling them bags and quickly they going
Selling them quick and they going
Fronting my young niggas putting in that work
I double it, double it
I really trust you, you double that work
And you pulling a double shift
Ride with my niggas til we in the dirt
I can't f*ck with no other niggas
Ride with my stick when shit get the worst
Damn I had to knock off another nigga
Spin on the block in a Honda
Nigga you don't want no drama
Sharks in the ocean I feed the piranhas
Sending out bags 20 P's of the thunder
Put a bag on ya head and my youngings come gunning
Shots get to upping, he running
Finish a nigga, don't know where we dumped him
They don't know where we dumped him
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Writer: Tyree Richardson
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