NLE Choppa - Ruff Rydas Lyrics
Lyrics 'Ruff Rydas' by NLE Choppa. Read at blog Nesialyrics.
Huh, yeah
Ruff riders ruff riders
I’ma ruff riders
Yeah ayy ayy
Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap My lap
When I’m shootin’ my shot, you know I don’t crack (Don’t crack)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
I don’t fuck with these ho’s that really be jack
I got on Chanel, we breakin’ all belts
I can eyeball, I don’t need a scale
Remember them days, I didn’t have nothin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I get me a check, like Nike
I’m shootin’ shit up, like Spike Lee (Grrt)
I nut in her mouth, I’m triffling
I was down, the bitches ain’t like me (No cap)
Real talk, no cap, bitch nigga
I’m gone and poppin’ them jiggas
Perc’ 30’s in my system
Ayy, we don’t fuck with Swishers, woah
Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
Ridin’ ’round with some snipers (With some snipers)
Ruff riders, ruff riders
You know I’m Top Shotta (Top Shotta, yeah)
I ride with pistols and them Glocks for my enemies (For my enemies)
Don’t fuck with niggas, they got bitch nigga tendencies (Bitch nigga tendencies)
I seen my opps slow down on a ten speed (Grrrt)
And I’ma send that nigga up where God be (Yeah)
Bitch nigga, test me, look wrong
Hundred shots to his dome (Grrrt)
Left the house last night, but he ain’t make it home
We be sniping and killin’
Bitch, I’m a villain
Bitch, I can’t spare a thing, I’ma kill the children
Bitch, you know just how we livin’, know just how we livin’
Do a drive-by, cruisin’ in a Honda Civic
And fuck the police, until they free my nigga
You niggas police, wanna snitch on niggas
Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap (My lap)
When I’m shootin’ my shot, you know I don’t crack (Don’t crack)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
I don’t fuck with these ho’s that really be jack
I got on Chanel, we breakin’ all bets
I can eyeball, I don’t need a scale
Remember them days, I didn’t have nothin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don’t need me a helmet because I’m ridin’ rough
Just like freeze tag, if I see him he gon’ get touched
I’m the toughest nigga in the game, I got three nuts
And I love to hear the Draco bang
Rip him up in pieces, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
Ridin’ ’round with some snipers (With some snipers)
Ruff riders, ruff riders
You know I’m Top Shotta, yeah (Top Shotta, yeah)
NLE Choppa, nigga
Ruff rider, you know how we do it
You know what?
On to the next, yeah, uh
Ruff riders, ruff riders
Ridin’ ’round with a sniper, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders
NLE the Top Shotta, yeah
(Top Shotta, ruff rider)
(The ruff, the ruff, the ruff rider)
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Huh, yeah
Ruff riders ruff riders
I’ma ruff riders
Yeah ayy ayy
Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap My lap
When I’m shootin’ my shot, you know I don’t crack (Don’t crack)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
I don’t fuck with these ho’s that really be jack
I got on Chanel, we breakin’ all belts
I can eyeball, I don’t need a scale
Remember them days, I didn’t have nothin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I get me a check, like Nike
I’m shootin’ shit up, like Spike Lee (Grrt)
I nut in her mouth, I’m triffling
I was down, the bitches ain’t like me (No cap)
Real talk, no cap, bitch nigga
I’m gone and poppin’ them jiggas
Perc’ 30’s in my system
Ayy, we don’t fuck with Swishers, woah
Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
Ridin’ ’round with some snipers (With some snipers)
Ruff riders, ruff riders
You know I’m Top Shotta (Top Shotta, yeah)
I ride with pistols and them Glocks for my enemies (For my enemies)
Don’t fuck with niggas, they got bitch nigga tendencies (Bitch nigga tendencies)
I seen my opps slow down on a ten speed (Grrrt)
And I’ma send that nigga up where God be (Yeah)
Bitch nigga, test me, look wrong
Hundred shots to his dome (Grrrt)
Left the house last night, but he ain’t make it home
We be sniping and killin’
Bitch, I’m a villain
Bitch, I can’t spare a thing, I’ma kill the children
Bitch, you know just how we livin’, know just how we livin’
Do a drive-by, cruisin’ in a Honda Civic
And fuck the police, until they free my nigga
You niggas police, wanna snitch on niggas
Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap (My lap)
When I’m shootin’ my shot, you know I don’t crack (Don’t crack)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
I don’t fuck with these ho’s that really be jack
I got on Chanel, we breakin’ all bets
I can eyeball, I don’t need a scale
Remember them days, I didn’t have nothin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don’t need me a helmet because I’m ridin’ rough
Just like freeze tag, if I see him he gon’ get touched
I’m the toughest nigga in the game, I got three nuts
And I love to hear the Draco bang
Rip him up in pieces, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
Ridin’ ’round with some snipers (With some snipers)
Ruff riders, ruff riders
You know I’m Top Shotta, yeah (Top Shotta, yeah)
NLE Choppa, nigga
Ruff rider, you know how we do it
You know what?
On to the next, yeah, uh
Ruff riders, ruff riders
Ridin’ ’round with a sniper, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders
NLE the Top Shotta, yeah
(Top Shotta, ruff rider)
(The ruff, the ruff, the ruff rider)
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