A-Trak & Falcons – Ride For Me (feat. Young Thug & 24Hrs)



[Intro: Young Thug]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
A-Trak, woo!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thugger, woo!
Baby, woo, woo, uh

[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
[?]
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
Big dawg shit off the rip
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound

[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him

[Verse 2: 24hrs]
24hrs
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little… beast"
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
"Twenty, you been on my mind
A-Trak, you been on my mind
Thugger, you been on my mind"
Hello, pussy really call my line
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
Hello, you should really call my mind

[Chorus: 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Catch a murder case, then I skip states

[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line



Audio Push – One Time (My Turn 3 Album)



[Verse 1: Price]
One heart, one love, one mind
I ain’t the type of jam you play one time
I been cold with my rhyme since Wyclef used to say "One Time"
Get up, I ain’t talkin’ sit-ups when I tell you niggas that it’s crunch time
Middle finger up one time, that’s my Fuck Donald Trump sign
Melanated by the sunshine
March along on the frontline
If it’s verses, bars or the punchlines
I got more bodies than lunch lines
You can miss me with them war rhymes
This is like Rap Before Time
You Little Foot niggas wanna walk in my shoes
But the Vans ain’t your size
Lil nigga ’cause they’re my size
Hundred dollars to a bum on the corner
Yeah, that’s how I pay my tithes
The church house can’t get my dime
Wanna gold dig, why try?
You gon’ barely get the WiFi
High as fuck, still rollin’ up, yeah that’s what they call a high rise
Audio Push you know we see
My Turn 3, you know it’s here
I need the green guacamole dip
I want weed, water, and Chipotle chips
West side, yeah I’m on the trip
Touch down, yelling "hold my dick"
Couple stores and a restaurant
Black ownership, yeah I’m on my shit
909-951 ’till they pull the plug
Too cool for clubs, cool for school
It’s true as much true enough
You talk too much, don’t do enough
Ever since I moved to [love?], the Jeffersons been movin’ up
Paper preferences, I’m coolin’ blunts
You can’t be hesitant if you move with us
I just blew it up, it’s my turn
Price

[Verse 2: Oktane]
One two three, three two one
Look
She told me she is not the type of game you play
And I’m the kinda chance you only take one time
Try to tell her I can help you if you stay
Gave the chance of her life, you couldn’t make one fine
Now step back while I do this, hear you and my music
I know you probably feel stupid ’cause these other niggas is clueless
This 2017 ruthless, need a 2017 roofless
With a lady in it that spit out her gum
And give me some like she toothless
I’m a simple man out to get these bands, nigga
Simple plan, give my life, give the game some light
Never give a damn, My Turn 3
Hair long, I’m what they would like to be
One man on this microphone and no one writes for me
It’s a sight to see, couldn’t be a boxer and say fight for me
So I never understood why fans let it slide, it’s weak
7 days, making plays, eleven ways
7/11 and never strayed, hot dice, you ain’t never paid
Look, see the same people I prayed with, I stayed with
Got paid with, which China outfit they should make quit
‘Cause I couldn’t stay up on the same shit
Can’t see the big picture if you’re always in the middle of it
This was just a little of it, flavor I mean
Nothin’ around you can save you, I mean

[Outro: Oktane]
My Turn 3 boy
What is it you can’t see boy
This a grown man look at me boy
You run up on us and get De-stroyed, straight
My Turn 3, I’m gone