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Rider, Pt. 2

๐Ÿ‘ค G-Unit โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ T.O.S. (Terminate On Sight) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:48
๐ŸŽต 2461 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:48 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 5431979

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'fuckers gettin with my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then count my shit
Nigga trip I'll go for your head

I'll have your nigga in an ambulance tellin ya hold on
The choir in your funeral singin' you so long
The top shotta that rock product the block gotta
Then pop hollows then pop bottles the whole spot up
The mo' paper the mo' strength we 'gon get it
The fo' fifth come with the amp we ain't missin
I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip
Catch you with your bitch throw a song in your new whip

Nigga it's G-Unit, fuck your clique
Like syphillis bitch you stuck with this
I'm on you, niggas, die behind mine
Even if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign
You done lost yo' mind, bumped yo' head
Try to stop my shine but I got bread
And I ain't got time, to hear what they said
When I catch them cowards I'm a buss they head

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'fuckers gettin with my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then count my shit
Nigga trip I'll go for your head

I'm comin out of South-side, you know I'm raw
Big ass check, they show our score
Put a dough out and roll out, the cream is off
Fo'-fo' out, I know 'bout the Keizer war
I'm hot - five hunnid degress or more!
My door block an M16 or more
I'm in the store copin shit you ain't seen before
Black card swipe, we galore

Yeah, I said these niggas stop talkin then stop worryin
The feds keep comin, the money we buryin
I'm in a mean loft, I'm in the cream Porsche
I let that thing off, I turn to T-wolf
I drive a spaceship, nigga 2008 shit
Hermes kicks on, I stay in some eight shit
Niggas on some apeshit, they all get hit
Got the Russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'fuckers gettin with my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then count my shit
Nigga trip I'll go for your head

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:06.66] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[00:09.16] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[00:11.65] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[00:13.96] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[00:17.02] I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
[00:19.59] I got no choice but to be a rider
[00:22.23] I approach you boy with the toaster boy
[00:24.55] Hit you point blank range and fire
[00:27.04] I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
[00:29.58] Mu'fuckers gettin with my bread
[00:31.63] Then I'm 'gon load my shit then count my shit
[00:34.33] Nigga trip I'll go for your head
[00:36.85] I'll have your nigga in an ambulance tellin ya hold on
[00:39.30] The choir in your funeral singin' you so long
[00:42.09] The top shotta that rock product the block gotta
[00:44.67] Then pop hollows then pop bottles the whole spot up
[00:46.82] The mo' paper the mo' strength we 'gon get it
[00:49.33] The fo' fifth come with the amp we ain't missin
[00:51.83] I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip
[00:54.62] Catch you with your bitch throw a song in your new whip
[00:56.89] Nigga it's G-Unit, fuck your clique
[00:59.21] Like syphillis bitch you stuck with this
[01:01.53] I'm on you, niggas, die behind mine
[01:04.37] Even if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign
[01:06.55] You done lost yo' mind, bumped yo' head
[01:09.02] Try to stop my shine but I got bread
[01:11.62] And I ain't got time, to hear what they said
[01:14.18] When I catch them cowards I'm a buss they head
[01:16.69] I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
[01:18.90] I got no choice but to be a rider
[01:21.63] I approach you boy with the toaster boy
[01:23.86] Hit you point blank range and fire
[01:26.46] I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
[01:28.99] Mu'fuckers gettin with my bread
[01:31.22] Then I'm 'gon load my shit then count my shit
[01:33.78] Nigga trip I'll go for your head
[01:36.08] I'm comin out of South-side, you know I'm raw
[01:39.06] Big ass check, they show our score
[01:41.63] Put a dough out and roll out, the cream is off
[01:43.53] Fo'-fo' out, I know 'bout the Keizer war
[01:46.34] I'm hot - five hunnid degress or more!
[01:48.77] My door block an M16 or more
[01:51.05] I'm in the store copin shit you ain't seen before
[01:53.90] Black card swipe, we galore
[01:55.58] Yeah, I said these niggas stop talkin then stop worryin
[01:58.83] The feds keep comin, the money we buryin
[02:01.47] I'm in a mean loft, I'm in the cream Porsche
[02:04.21] I let that thing off, I turn to T-wolf
[02:06.17] I drive a spaceship, nigga 2008 shit
[02:08.68] Hermes kicks on, I stay in some eight shit
[02:11.31] Niggas on some apeshit, they all get hit
[02:13.67] Got the Russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip
[02:15.81] I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
[02:18.35] I got no choice but to be a rider
[02:20.75] I approach you boy with the toaster boy
[02:23.35] Hit you point blank range and fire
[02:25.77] I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
[02:28.28] Mu'fuckers gettin with my bread
[02:30.74] Then I'm 'gon load my shit then count my shit
[02:33.27] Nigga trip I'll go for your head
[02:35.48]

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