Chords for Ridin On 4's Remix lil keke,big pokey,bun b, slim thug, trae

Shout out to my nigga Dunn.
Riding on 4's remix.
[E] Who you know do it better?
Stand up.
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_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ [F] _
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Pulled up freely, [G] make it look easy.
[Am] The low pros need it, and all my [Em] raw threes [F] it.
Right before I smash [G] y'all, wipe down the glass [Am] house.
I [Em] see some fluid, must be J-Dog and Thug [F] Boss.
I got the drop [G] swerving, the two cones [Am] twirling.
I'm on them big heads and cutting [Em] like a brain [F] surgeon.
The foes prone [G] plated, I never [A] hesitated.
The old school [C] such a fool, I got them [F] aggravated.
Them boys don't [G] want it, them broads all [A] on it.
I turn the cone and act bad [Em] at the right [F] moment.
I'm killing all [G] hoes, valet that all [A] shows.
It's Dunn D and [Em] that's my definition of riding [F] 4's.
Sensei [G] diming up, candy paint lining [A] them up.
Molding, grinding, lost, star [Em] gunning and I'm high [F] as fuck.
Flipping that [G] bitch, chipping that bitch, cry [A] your luck.
Running by you, wondering [Em] why you let them niggas wire [F] you up.
Yeah them [G] foes flipping, and them [A] foes gripping.
Looking like karate [Em] kid when the [F] do's missing.
Hella [G] diamond, yellow diamond, yeah them [A] hoes pissing.
[Em] A lot of niggas out, a lot of [F] niggas south.
Yeah that [G] nigga peeling off with the ceiling [A] off.
3.5 carat in each [Em] ear, nigga grilling [F] mouth.
I might wire [G] the Jesus head and let him feel [A] the cross.
Pop my [Em] collar on the chicken, let her feel [F] the boss.
Good [G] kush, everybody hit my killer [A] calls.
Choking like a motherfucker, [G] smoking like a [F] motherfucker.
Swinging [G] wide, foes poking like a [A] motherfucker.
[Em] Loking like a motherfucker, nigga when we [F] ride on phone.
Bump D [G] to the gangster, the man in [Am] the myth.
[A] Pull out the slab, pop the [Em] trunk and I'm slamming [F] the fifth.
Rip the [G] grain, drop the top and I'm showing [A] the leather paint.
You know that [Em] it's wetter, get your sideshow [F] together.
80 [G] poles, no better rims to [A] ride on.
Southside and the map, best [Em] spot to [F] reside on.
Put my buck [G] hide on seats, wood [A] panel on doors.
[E] Teasing changes, glory, when we [F] ride on foes.
Behind [G] tent, windows never [A] go down.
I told them I was holding, but I bet [Em] them boys [F] know now.
Fresh off the [G] lot, still got paper [A] plates.
[E] Straight to Ike's shop, candy blue, gray [F] base.
Put it in they [G] face, they copycatting my lack.
[A] Yeah, your slab kinda clean, but where the [Em] rest of it at?
[F] I got a train on [Em] swings, hogging the [A] lanes.
We riding foes like it ain't no thing, man.
I'm in the [F] hood, it's good, living through the [G] same shit.
Just a [A] different day, living life low and you can [Em] lose it any [F] given day.
Real [G] life got me focused in a [A] different way.
Thinking about my [Em] son, I put a gangster on a [F] different plate.
Pistol in my [Em] pants, Lord knows I can't [A] forget the prey.
In a Chevrolet, Lopes [Em] trying to keep the [F] light away.
Eyes of [G] soldier, you can never take my [Am] pride away.
Any sign of [Em] hate and I'ma take it to you [F] right away.
And I'ma [G] stud, cause they say the truth [Am] never fail.
Slab moving slow, I guarantee [Em] the roof is [F] never there.
Diamonds in my [G] mouth, it's like they say my tooth was [Am] never there.
[Em] Yeah, I know I'm holding, but my advice is to [F] never stare.
I took these [G] corners zoned out, thoughts [Am] in a daze.
Plus they know I'm [Em] slower, so I never get [F] caught in a maze.
And I'm an [G] asshole, homie, [Am] motherfucker phase.
[E] Kicking real shit for my niggas so they can [F] blaze.
Yeah, I'm getting [G] hot, nigga.
You know the hogs [A] alright with you.
Like 4 Flat is [Em] real, just know [F] that.
I'm loyal to the [G] game, dedicated to these [A] streets.
And I ain't never saying shit, my hood need [F] me.
Long as they [G] stay calling, I'ma stay [A] hogging.
Everyday balling, [Em] 84s stay [F] crowding.
See, you do it for [Em] the shine, but we do it cause [A] it's time.
To motivate the homies, we gon' step up they [F] grind.
Go get it if [G] you want it, go need it if [A] you're hungry.
If you a real nigga, you [Em] deserve to be [F] applauded.
I'ma get [G] mine, I haven't wasted enough [A] time.
I'm starting in the game, let these mugs ride [F] the vibe.
I remember [G] back when I stole my first [A] pack.
Started sending a little money and I [Em] forgot I had to [F] stack.
Shoot some with [G] the bench, bitch, that's a mile [A] fucking off.
Get back to the block trying to get what [F] I lost.
I'm a bona fide [G] hustler with no game [Am] plan.
I know how to get this money but [Em] can't keep it in [F] my head.
But now I got [G] my head right, now I got [Am] my bread right.
Fucking red like my 84s, say [F] go and I'm gone.
Behind [G] that 5% and the wind has [Am] never blowed out.
Music never go down, [Em] my nigga, [F] please slow down.
Keep [G] driving past [Am] that drove, it took slow, now your ride on full.
When [F] we ride on full, behind [G] that 5% and the wind has never [A] blowed out.
Music never go down, [Em] my nigga, [F] please slow