Yeah fool, Lord Infamous back in the studio
With the Paul and Lord Infamous
My nigga Juicy in this motherfucker, what's up, mane?
Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do it
With the "Ridin' in the Chevy, Pt. 2" on y'all ass
You know what I'm sayin'? It's on, fool
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
We finally got a warm day, a straight in January
See, I hopped out of my drop-top, once again we rollin' Chevy
Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold D's
Dirty bitches choosin', I can't go, I just say "Hoes, please"
Ballin' clean, pass 'em, 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 just had to come with it
Smokin' on a dime more than a quarter 'stead of thirty-five
Higher than a mile above the moon on a black haven side
Sturdy inhalin' on some st. and the
Lord knows, I can't live without it
Every time a flame penetrates a blunt, 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, a mean Chevrolet, busta
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, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the, ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Scopin' these niggas out on the next block
'Cause I know that they ho ass is pushin' them pounds
They boomin' wholesale, 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 call to the
Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared
A partner of mine said they brought in some
Weight, yeah, they rackin' up plenty of stacks
I brought in my niggas, we polished our
Triggers, I figure it's time for the jack
Paul took the sack, Mac crew took the roof up in front
My nigga Mall took out the window with the Mossberg pump
I started droppin' niggas, runnin' out into the parking lot
Ginix started poppin' tricks at the back
Door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop
My nigga crew blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof
Paul ran in with the Tec and the vest, and
He blessed them bitches and grabbed the loot
Dead bodies was 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 dead bloods scattered all over the place
We bailed out, smoked out, loced out in that fuckin' Chevrolet
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
Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?
Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?
Dippin' through the greens, you so clean, Paul, you so mean
A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my blood stream
Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut
Honeycomb, hide out where the niggas be smoked out on them blunts
Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin
Jump back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten
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 fuckin' hoes
Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke
Ah yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the '95
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 '95
You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch!
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy, and she also smoked that ink, mane
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