Ridin’ N’ Tha Chevy, Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous & Juicy J] Lord Infamous back in the studio With the Paul and Lord Infamous "Come with me to Hell, Part 2" My nigga Juicy in this motherfucker, what's up, mane? Yeah, I know what time it is, we finna do it, a "Ridin' N' Tha Chevy, Part 2" on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin' It's on, fool [Chorus: Lil E] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane [Verse 1: DJ Paul] We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see I hopped out of my drop top, once again, we rollin' chevy Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold Ds Dirty bitches, choosin' I can't go, I just say "Hoes, please" Ballin' clean, pants I'm holdin' tight, to my woodgrain System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get Every time I make one up, some fool trizzy to come with it Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a thirty-five? Higher than a mile above the moon, on the Blackhaven side Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can't live without it Every time a flame penetrates some bud, I wanna shout about it But these niggas kill me when that's all they wanna do Pockets fucked up, but they still wanna get fucked up, you's a damn fool So I be like watchin' you fools go down more every single day, while I ride clean, drop top, and mean Chevrolet, buster [Chorus: Lil E] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy-ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Scopin' these niggas out on the next block, 'cause I know that they ho asses pushin' them pounds They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack Paul took the side, Skinny took the back, Koop took the ruger in front My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump I started droppin', niggas runnin' out into the parkin' lot Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop My nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof Paul ready with the TEC and a vest, he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke Now we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place We bailed out, smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet [Chorus: Lil E] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy [Verse 3: Juicy J] Is it that Marijuana that got my mind clickin'? Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'? Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut Honeycomb hideout, where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about 110 Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich, Triple 6 Mafia, '95, yeah we runnin' shit Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke [Interlude: DJ Paul & Juicy J] Ah, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the 9-5 Three 6 Mafia in this, ho Don't forget to look out for the tape, though You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah) We in this motherfucker, bitch, for the 9-5 You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch [Chorus: Lil E] Ri-ridin in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy, yes, he also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane