Представляем точный текст композиции "Ride For This" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fabolous . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ride For This» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fabolous передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fabolous - "Ride For This"
Lyrics to Ride For This : (feat. Ja Rule) [Talking - Ja Rule {Fabolous}] {We trin to kill these niggas} Yo {Yea, Uh Huh, Yea} We in the door now {Yea} Holla, Rule nigga, With the F-A-B-O haha, Yea {Yea} Cluemanatti {My nigga} Holla back nigga {Yea, Uh, Yea} Irv Gotti {Yea} Murder Inc. {Uh, Yea, Uh} Runem down nigga [Fabolous] Load the 4-4 up Im the reason the price of raw go up Jump outta of the Lambo, And the doors go up Hit you and your ho up From the torso up Leave yall there til the '' or the law show up Im that nigga they say preforming so the whores show up Why cop', I rob you, Ice your Roll up I pop bottles, Aint no need for no cup Roll the pure Dro up, Stroll the floor tore up The difference between Fab and yall, After I pick an auto up Every month I aint gotta give more doe up Fuckin with this youll buy a washer when the shore slow up I have it when ya kids see-saw go up I see four blow up Check these diamonds, No flaws show up My niggas clap up parties, shoot tour shows up What yall know bout head til a chicks jaw swoll up Goin gold minutes after the gates on stores go up You know who done it now, Few hundred miles And with shoes on it now Its like a few hundred thou When we run up this guns 2 stomach style Got to flaunt it now Nigga who want it blawgh [Chorus] [Ja Rule] Ride for this Where my niggas at get high to this Where yall at Die for this Throw guns up to the sky for this Where yall at Ride for this Where my niggas at get high to this Where yall at Die for this Throw guns up to the sky for this Where yall at [Fabolous] Yo, You must wanna die From the nigga you testify against Fabolous make bail before they identify the prints Swing by a vince, In a buggy eye with tents Sittin on nineteens, Gun stash by the vents Niggas is lookin at the chain cause they eyes squint I pull up, Pull out, Pull back Them guys will sprint Last nigga that talked slick and been replyin since Got a deal, No sellin, Been supplyin since Leave niggas on the ground like tire prints We done make ya eyes look bent, Just by the sense These niggas dont believe, Then they gone die convinced Once I present the four fifth why comment Im the type you tell ya dame bout Push a fellow brain out Leaveem in front of the spot that they sell cocaine out One single, Had to tint the yellow Range out Everybody runnin up tryin to spell the name out (F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S) [Chorus] [Ja Rule] Ride for this Where my niggas at get high to this Where yall at Die for this Throw guns up to the sky for this Where yall at Ride for this Where my niggas at get high to this Where yall at [ Ride For This Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Fabolous. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Ride For This» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Ride For This» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.