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[Hook: Rick Ross and French Montana] I ride for my niggas dawg, I ride for my niggas I slide for my niggas dawg, I ride for my niggas dawg Stay schemin' Niggas tryna get at me (dawg) I ride for my niggas Stay schemin' Niggas tryna get at me (dawg) I ride for my niggas [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Damn, life so short, fuck it, I don't wanna go to court Fuck it, got a budget for the lawyer though Fuck it, I'm on the run for the month I'm in the bucket, paid 200 for it My lil niggas thuggin', even got me paranoid I'm gettin money, that's in any nigga category Double M, I got G's out in California [Hook] [Verse 2: Drake] It bothers me when the gods get to acting like the broads Guess every team doesn't come complete with niggas like ours That's why I see no need to compete with niggas like y'all SongtexteI just ask them when you see me you speak up nigga that's all Don't be ducking like you never wanted nothing It's feeling like rap changed, there was a time it was rugged Back when if a nigga reached it was for the weapon Nowadays niggas reach just to sell they record Spaghetti bolognese in The Polo Lounge Me and my G from DC that's how I roll around Might look light, but we heavy though You think Drake will pull some shit like that? You never know Million dollar meetings in a Polo Lounge Me and my man Oliver North that's how I roll around Shawty wanna tell me secrets 'bout a rap nigga I tell that bitch it's more attractive when you hold it down Kobe 'bout to lose a hundred fifty M's Kobe my nigga I hate it had to be him Bitch you wasn't with me shooting in the gym (Bitch you wasn't with me shooting in the gym) Tell Lucien I said fuck it I'm tearing holes in my budget Bag her like we in Publix and take her ass out in public Ordered her a filet told 'em butterfly she'll love it She used to soda and nuggets she really just out here thuggin' I'm just hittin my pinnacle - you and pussy identical You like the fucking finish line, we can't wait to run into you But let me get my mind off that Young rich motherfucker getting mine off rap With my niggas [Hook] [Verse 3: French Montana] From the hoopty coupe to that Ghost, dog Pigeons on the roof like Ghost Dog Dwight Howard on the post, dog My niggas got the powder through the post, dog Watch the body tilt when you hit the head Niggas lost mills tryna beat the Feds 10 grams off my last 250 now Big ass crib, 250 down, damn Gave my nigga Max 7-5 Then gave my nigga Penthouse the other 30 Fuck it, got me thinking like I'm 7-5 Damn, nigga ain't even seen 30 [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania