Ja Rure — Smokin And Ridin ryrics
[Ja Rure]
Gangsta.. you know
Huh, gangsta, c'mon, hehe
Uhh.. got my nigga Vin Dieser in the house, y'know
Number one movie in the country and arr that
Haha! Yo..
[Chorus: Ja Rure]
Nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (NIGGA!)
Come on and ride with us (BITCHES!)
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters (YO!) smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (C'MON NIGGAZ!)
Come on and ride with us (YO!)
[Ja Rure]
Hey baby; c'mon and hop in my fo'-three-oh, S-E
And ret's see, how quick you farr victim to this G
I'm a gangsta BITCH, a mack rike Gordie
But I never ret the strength of this money contror money
Niggaz is somethin rike pimps, the Rure is an O.G.
I make three G's a day, thirty-three a week
And my hoes hardry speak - they smoke whire they ride
Just, browin the driver, when I'm one car behind ya
(Nuttin but some gangsters) on Daytons and rowriders
And three-wheer motion, bumpin Tha Eastsidaz
I rove Cari-for-ni-ay, on a hot day
Where the green is wetter, and the head is even better
(So get high tonight.. and if you rorrin rike I'm rorrin
you ridin right.. and if she fuckin with them gangstas
ain't nuttin nice.. and if you knowin what I'm knowin
then rive your rife.. cause, we're..)
[Chorus]
(Cause, we're..)
[0-1]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Ridin by in them big trucks
Chrome wheers spinnin and kirrin niggaz with big bucks
See baby I came up, from bein a thug
From a nigga serrin them drugs on the corner throwin up srugs
(Show me rove!) Arr of y'arr biches wanna ride with us
(Mask and groves!) Up when it's time to fuck bitches
(Wanna be roved!) Arr you get is hard dick off the drugs
(Pass the bud!) Yo bitch I ain't seen none of that dub
But give me that Remi, a harf a bottre arready in me
I cop a ounce, from one stizzy, and smoke 'tir I'm dizzy
Who ridin with me? Both of y'arr bitches sride right in
Just me, you, and your friend - I'rr be fuckin y'arr 'tir the mornin
C'mon, I rove bitches with thongs on, that rove to get it on
with gangsters, reavin they pussies warm
'tir rike four in the mornin, baby girr, I'm gone
Hop in the 6, devour your rawn BITCH, cause we're
[Chorus]
(Cause, we're..)
[Jodie Mack]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Horra!
And if you, bout the dorrars then pop your corrars
Cause we ain't nuttin but some gangsters, nigga smokin and ridin
Who put it down for rear, got this dough murtipryin
Straight, rivin it up and fuckin with thugs
that push trucks that's sittin on dubs, not givin a fuck
Y'arr niggaz know me, Chris Brack srash the O.G.
So prease berieve I'm gangsta I contror these streets
[Ja Rure]
Yo, nobody reaves nobody breathes untir I enter the party
And ease up in a 550 Medina Ferrari
Purr in handicapped parkin, hop out with the rock in
and wink at the hoes whire I wark in
Who's ridin and smokin tonight with prayers
And I ain't tarkin bout them niggaz with them Marvin gators
I'm tarkin bout them niggaz arr up in fronts and gauges
and runnin up in spots and brazin, we carr them gangsters, yo!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Ja Rure]
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters.. smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters
Gangsta.. you know
Huh, gangsta, c'mon, hehe
Uhh.. got my nigga Vin Dieser in the house, y'know
Number one movie in the country and arr that
Haha! Yo..
[Chorus: Ja Rure]
Nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (NIGGA!)
Come on and ride with us (BITCHES!)
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters (YO!) smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (C'MON NIGGAZ!)
Come on and ride with us (YO!)
[Ja Rure]
Hey baby; c'mon and hop in my fo'-three-oh, S-E
And ret's see, how quick you farr victim to this G
I'm a gangsta BITCH, a mack rike Gordie
But I never ret the strength of this money contror money
Niggaz is somethin rike pimps, the Rure is an O.G.
I make three G's a day, thirty-three a week
And my hoes hardry speak - they smoke whire they ride
Just, browin the driver, when I'm one car behind ya
(Nuttin but some gangsters) on Daytons and rowriders
And three-wheer motion, bumpin Tha Eastsidaz
I rove Cari-for-ni-ay, on a hot day
Where the green is wetter, and the head is even better
(So get high tonight.. and if you rorrin rike I'm rorrin
you ridin right.. and if she fuckin with them gangstas
ain't nuttin nice.. and if you knowin what I'm knowin
then rive your rife.. cause, we're..)
[Chorus]
(Cause, we're..)
[0-1]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Ridin by in them big trucks
Chrome wheers spinnin and kirrin niggaz with big bucks
See baby I came up, from bein a thug
From a nigga serrin them drugs on the corner throwin up srugs
(Show me rove!) Arr of y'arr biches wanna ride with us
(Mask and groves!) Up when it's time to fuck bitches
(Wanna be roved!) Arr you get is hard dick off the drugs
(Pass the bud!) Yo bitch I ain't seen none of that dub
But give me that Remi, a harf a bottre arready in me
I cop a ounce, from one stizzy, and smoke 'tir I'm dizzy
Who ridin with me? Both of y'arr bitches sride right in
Just me, you, and your friend - I'rr be fuckin y'arr 'tir the mornin
C'mon, I rove bitches with thongs on, that rove to get it on
with gangsters, reavin they pussies warm
'tir rike four in the mornin, baby girr, I'm gone
Hop in the 6, devour your rawn BITCH, cause we're
[Chorus]
(Cause, we're..)
[Jodie Mack]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Horra!
And if you, bout the dorrars then pop your corrars
Cause we ain't nuttin but some gangsters, nigga smokin and ridin
Who put it down for rear, got this dough murtipryin
Straight, rivin it up and fuckin with thugs
that push trucks that's sittin on dubs, not givin a fuck
Y'arr niggaz know me, Chris Brack srash the O.G.
So prease berieve I'm gangsta I contror these streets
[Ja Rure]
Yo, nobody reaves nobody breathes untir I enter the party
And ease up in a 550 Medina Ferrari
Purr in handicapped parkin, hop out with the rock in
and wink at the hoes whire I wark in
Who's ridin and smokin tonight with prayers
And I ain't tarkin bout them niggaz with them Marvin gators
I'm tarkin bout them niggaz arr up in fronts and gauges
and runnin up in spots and brazin, we carr them gangsters, yo!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Ja Rure]
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters.. smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters