One hundred years from now See the chrome, can't hear it move I'll meet you on the way down Wrapped around somebody's hand We've all moved on from here
Take me for a ride away from places I have known, If I stay around I'll just remember I'm alone There's someone in my memory making me move on, What was
Übersetzung: Ride. Chrome Waves.
on my own Grippin wood grain and ridin on chrome Sprinkling game everywhere that I go Cause all these wonder girls wanna fuck Now I was old school riding
ankle was swollen Cia assasin turncoat, burnin toke it serve coke The worst, loke the fuck out we burst chrome Double agent CIA merk both sides, and low ride
nigga so Manny Fresh drop da bass(bass) 28 inches got me sittin' so high(high) straight threw da cops god damn im in da sky(sky) 87 chrome god damn
stony Jackson, you can't fuck with us So nigga, tuck your tail and hide your hoe nigga [Jelly Roll] We parked our rides, in front of club All these
do it like a hustler Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us Do it
change Uh Excuse me miss, it's Rasaq On the block, you should not Look at the watch [Verse One: Rasaq] Ay, chrome swings pokin' out the side of the ride
: (feat. Small World) [Small World] Blame, blame, whose dat with you again? (The ride, the ride) Yes black, where's my jewels at? (Uptown, uptown, uptown
used to roll with me, way back in '93 When I was broke as fuck Be prepared to blast, that's all that he ask If he's to ride with you We gonna make some
it became a big lot 600s on chrome, it don't stop Detroit we just hot Young niggas stay fly at all times Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides Keep our
with that bird, and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you know we gone, goin real strong, I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long, drop
Sittin' on chrome, sittin' on chrome Sittin' on chrome, sittin' on chrome Sittin' on chrome, sittin' on chrome Sittin' on chrome, sittin' on chrome He
shit because crime pays I'll rock a cescear and doo rag and I don't got waves Don't got waves, don't got waves, don't got waves Yo, what u niggas wanna
all of y'all Y'all niggas play around, guns I wave around Nigga better stay down, lay down, weigh pounds Put 'em on the Greyhound, ride it up to K-Town
us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us Do it like a hustler, Lil' Kim and Twista Might as well ride with us Male
