Ride Around - SHORELINE MAFIA, Master Kato

Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up

Ron-Ron, do that shit

Ron-Ron load this shit up 'cause I’m 'bout to load the TEC’s in

All these bitches want me, why these bitches think they special?

All my niggas geekin', if you tweakin' we gon' press you

I just love this money, I got hundreds on my schedule

Lil' ho, I ain’t really trippin' 'bout that lil' dough

I’m good, though, ambitions of a rider like I’m Lud Foe

MasterCard, accepted everywhere, lil' bitch, I’m good, ho

Check your grandma house, your mama house, I’m even in the hood, though

Gang bang, pistol ridin' shotty when I change lanes

Bang bang, hit her from the back, I hear my chain swang

I don’t know this bitch but she just fucked me 'cause my stage name

All these niggas' bitches gettin' fucked because they stay lame

Facts, all my niggas stay with the packs, yeah, that’s a fact

And if you at the gate you gettin' taxed, yeah, that’s a fact, nigga

And these niggas with me and they all shootin'

Got fifty of 'em off the molly and they all booted

I’m ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my shit, extended, bitch

Get that work around, no, this shit ain’t endin', bitch

And if he holdin' pounds, have my niggas get his shit

Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip

Ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my shit, extended, bitch

Get that work around, no, this shit ain’t endin', bitch

And if he holdin' pounds, all my niggas get his shit

Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip

Hold up, I heard these niggas got him

So what’s the fuckin' deal, nigga, we gon' fuckin' rob him?

Okay, I’m not gon' rob him but my niggas gon' solve him

Lil' niggas love the .38s, they love them problems

Ayy, 45th and Evans, nigga I came from the bottom

Stayed down with the juggin', now my shoes red bottoms

I said yeah we good, Mama, you ain’t gotta stress now

Money comin' in, I just watch it stretched out, yeah

I’m ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my shit, extended, bitch

Get that work around, no, this shit ain’t endin', bitch

And if he holdin' pounds, have my niggas get his shit

Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip

Ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my shit, extended, bitch

Get that work around, no, this shit ain’t endin', bitch

And if he holdin' pounds, all my niggas get his shit

Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip