s good" Like any other primitive would I'm gonna ride my llama From Peru to Texarkana I wanna ride him good In my old neighborhood I'm gonna ride him good In my
good Like any other primitive would. I'm gonna ride my llama From Peru to Texarkana I wanna ride him good In my old neighborhood I'm gonna ride him good In my
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s good Like any other primitive would. I'm gonna ride my llama From Peru to Texarkana I wanna ride him good In my old neighborhood I'm gonna ride him good In my
was riding round in that new shit Hundred grand in my pocket 50 bands in my motor Dark side of my chauffeur Sirred off with my toaster All you see is my
same Everyone that is 'cept for my friend Nicki Lighthouse She is from the jungle and has never rode a bike Instead she rides on apes and llamas everywhere
I ride, I ride for 305) Born, born n raised in the County of Dade (Trick Daddy) Born n raised, born, born n raised (And when I ride, I ride for 305)
jockin' my fresh [Chorus:] Easily I approach The microphone because I ain't no joke Tell ya momma to get off of my nuts She need to quit "Jockin' my
only judges and jurors Got to make my money this year, whether it's through rhyming or criming I'll be on the line with my iron Promised them llamas'll
'm on my rifle day, nigga Times is roughing, Timberland cuffing One knee up, G up, all the re-up Hope we can pull it back, my throat my only weapon, blow
with my homeboy Royal T And my homeboy Yogi You know what I mean San Diego's finest, you know what I'm saying What's your name [Lil' Rob] Como te llamas
, vatos that duck the sunrays Put 18 on my sleeves, eighty-five degrees with the coastal breeze and got my cuete close to me I park my ride, and jump
Westside blood-gang, niggaz know what I'm about And they know I'm ruff ridin' so they knockself out [Chorus: Bezel] Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my
my whip game proper You know my whip game proper, whip, whip game proper You know my whip game proper, whip game proper Whip game proper, you know my
is Exclusive nigga, for the streets Harlem, stand up, east side representers You know what it is, check it Passed my hood throwin' weed out the window Half my