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- Coyote (Fifth Sun), Lucky Luciano & T-Weaponz - How We Ridin' Lyrics
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- Chorus: Coyote
- You all know how we ridin'
- We came to make you move
- Fuck with all to prove
- No matter what hood you reside in
- This is how we do, man
- We got a new plan
- You all know how we ridin'
- We came to make you move
- Fuck with all to prove
- No matter what hood you reside in
- [Coyote]
- Coyote from the Golden State
- Get it straight
- (Verse 1)
- Let me break it down
- I represent my town
- Coyote's in the house, put it down, how we get down
- G's in the mix, homies, homies, look around
- Downtown, brown town, put it down for the brown
- Shoop, shoop, shooter, cruise
- Pocos Pero Locos
- 5150
- Crazy on the vocals
- Lowride, homie, west coast to the east coast
- You know how we do, Latin peeps on the move
- How to have a piece, so we had to make a move
- And it's all good, yeah, from our hood to your hood
- Up, blowin' up, like we knew we would, yeah
- Holla at your boy, make ya say, "God damn!"
- Man, oh man, big things, that's the plan
- What's up with these eses, homies on, be checkin'
- Til the wheels fall off, holmes
- Jura, jura, pusha
- Trucha
- Locos en carusha
- Repeat Chorus
- [Lucky Luciano]
- Dirty dirt
- Hold up
- Hun
- (Verse 2)
- Let me show ya how I do, sittin' on 22's
- I'm passin' by the schools, with my music on Screw
- Cuffed here to the rim, I'm a show my gold grin
- Baby, have you ever seen a candy red Benz?
- Tippin' on Swangers
- Four cliffhanger
- Arm out the window, flashlight on my finger
- Pinky ring sunny, I smell like money
- Listen to the front row, screaming "I'm Lucky
- Luciano, playa made vato"
- Can't keep it on the shelf, when my tape hit the store
- Got the H-Town gang, nothin' less than the best
- How I walk, how I talk, how I dress with finesse
- 2006, poppin' bottles of Cris
- Pour it out on the floor, cause I'm ballin' in the mix
- I'm a send my bitch, have her slide down the pole
- Tell her count the money out, when I pull up at the door
- Repeat Chorus
- (Verse 3)
- [Ark]
- Some are Pocos Pero Locos, leave the vatos actin' babo
- Keep y'all niggas on your toes like some tacos, kinda flaco
- Little skinny, bet a plenty, if I had a penny for the many
- Niggas actin' petty, y'all already be rich
- In the doors, see y'all flippin' the flow, Ark kick the shit
- Left like a flick of the stove
- Listen
- I name what the game is and bet I ain't with you
- You can find me in the Range, lane switchin'
- [Psalmz]
- It's not where you from, it's where you stand
- One wave of the hand
- Might give me 25 in the can
- Search
- And you find, I put work in my lines, while your radio
- Pumps out nursery rhymes
- I write life
- For my pania, tryin' to feed my bilega
- Cause me being broke, eso no combina
- Gonna bring rap back
- Before I'm gone
- Wherever I lay my hat
- Well, that's my home
- [IzReal]
- It's T-Weaponz, the New York Rican east coast thugs
- Where we still get Chicano, Latino love
- Ya tu sabe, without you, there be no us
- No name in lights on Vegas, casino buzz
- And we rep for the black and Latino slums (Fa' sho)
- New York o L.A., you still see those guns
- They be angry
- Cause they know that he's all buzz
- He's alright, but he's no us
- Repeat Chorus
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