Chords for Who Ride Wit Us

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it.
We can be what I wish, who I wish
When the sticks trade gas, the streets scrape
When the bubble whip the sound, for the [C#m] summer they be dumping and hump
Hopping up the show on a Sunday with a fun [C#] day
Dicks get tripping and whipping down the runway
Dickie dags, a bust I ain't had enough against
Rapping tough, but it's never too much
That's corrupt, corrupting dads on their ass with class blasts
Suckers just like I had on clay, with the sack back
And the days you can't talk are sprayed
AK front to the back, [C#m] looks we hard to fade
We in order, [C#] we attacking the plus we swarming
The rubble in the jungle like our league in forming
We whipping it up, we be giving it up
On a daily oh boy we be giving it up
We be cutting it up, scuffling and muffling it up
Oh boy Dickie tag
_ Oh yeah who you wanna ride with us, ride with us
[C#m] Oh yeah who you wanna ride with us, ride with us
Oh yeah who you wanna ride with us, [C#] ride with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
Living it up, shaking making the hook turn boil and burn
Two buckets of urine, flipping sticky fools
Chicken scraping the curb, scrapping underdogs
Into the head Thunderbird, I'm on it homie
Me and my all girl down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was robbed
Damn, my clothes is hard boiled
California Louis, this is a couple tours
I'm tired, retired, I quit the church
Went for the sunny steak and juice
Nothing hurts, let off, get off
A kiss, been off, spit off, said off
Went off the check, off the roof _
178 proof, a boost
Gangsta death, corrupt, let loose
This is it, 4 Chainz dip with us
Sip with us, cocky, spit with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
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Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
You and your old [C#] friend crew get bruised up
I'm the one you love to hate, so give me mine
And pay dues down, living the life, uh
[C#m] Switched up, hit my blast, get em up
45 Tac-9 blast, and hit em up
Oh yeah, we want our friends to [B] ride with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
Oh yeah, we want our friends to ride with us
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Dave!
Sup, Con?
Well, give me one of them OE's, Con
Where they at?
In the refrigerator, fool
Alright, turn the radio off, fool Alright
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [G] Checka, checka, checka, haha, it's Julio T
Motherfuckers represent Westside Radio to the fullest
E-I-S, let's get into [E] this
Look at them W balls, Con
That's right, Baker [B] Boys up in here
Two turntables, two Mexicans
And a bunch of blunted bitches, huh?
You talking to mommy?
_ [A#] Baker Boys, you know niggas, man
Get Baker Boys back on, Con
Alright, let's find that W ball
Slow jammin' with Kevin, slow jammin' James
[B] Yeah, I love my slow G's
[C] I love [G#] that gangster shit, too
Where's my Corrupt Seed? _
[D#] _ Yo!
Fuck!
If I bleed, it's blood
Who I am, it's who I be
[D#m] Till I die, that's my [D#] word
Till I die, [D#m] that's who I was
What?
If you see some niggas running
That's my man in there Hey, mama!
You looking for the TV?
[D] Goddammit, I smoke the TV
[N] Aw, hell no
This bullshit off the goddamn