Kyze - Ryde (The Movie) lyrics

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Kyze - Ryde (The Movie) lyrics

I heard they wanna murder man Look how the game can turn a man You should've never said a word to man He's probably not a burner man Quit talking all that chat Ain't talk we take, relax I love when bredders talk They always fall into the trap I hope you got your strap Ready to react Won't put money on your head But we'll put monkeys on your back Back, ready to roll round Wax? Just got the low-down Straps? Yeah, it's gonna go down MACs? Nah, just an old pound Many men keep it on the low-down Ready then when you put the phone down On the ends? Nah, in his hometown Any friends? Yeah, bonus round Don't blow this now, how? Take the piss now, blaow blaow Something's getting linked down now Look at this big stick, wow On watch like a night owl Let's f** up his night out Like we sussed his hideout I love the way we always find out When you lay down You're gonna stay down Say you're hungry? You wanna slump me? Look, I ain't the one, G I told that young G When he jump out with that pumpy Don't be acting all jumpy This ride can get bumpy Press eject on that Bun B We ain't here for no fun, G When we ride out, we're gonna bump me These man think they're funky Let's show them our f**ery Watch me make a man bun, G When the stick's kicking like Cung Le I've only got one dream To get rich and be on the scene Let's deal with this one team Then chill under some sun beams Cause out here's misty Mandem out here move shifty I hope a man's on his grizzly Cause I'm about to make him look crispy Yeah, I'm back officially Pa** that Jack D whisky Don't ask 'bout the past Because that part is history Feel free to diss me I'll answer quickly But don't ask me how Because that part's a mystery But if you wanna know something You're gonna hold something I'm rolling round with my old something Acting like I ain't learnt nothing f** your rep, you ain't earned nothing f** your work, you ain't worth nothing f** your lies, you ain't burst nothing Now I'm on your neck like a shirt bu*ton Every day I roll round there Where everyday they ain't out there Cause they know that I'm out there They're in a hideout out of town, scared Every day the ting's on me Where everyday they ain't on street Cause they know that I'm on beef They're in a hideout out of town, weak It ain't nothing new though That's how these youts roll I can see a yout's soul When I pree a yout close He thought he was Hugo Now he's gotta change his route home And make it back without dying It's like a game of Ludo Pride's gonna k** a man, take a new road The act ain't working, take a new role The strap I work with'll make a yout know There's nowhere to run and nowhere to go Appreciate life or squeeze the 8 right Gorilla ape life really ain't life Creeping late nights made me hate life Especially when these man are speak to Jake types

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