Ride chords by Celly Cel
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
Eye for an eye, eye for an eye, ride or you die,
F
Am
F
Am
ride or you die
F
Am
Won't leave the house unless I'm
F
strapped up, I might get backed up
Am
In the trap and niggas is dumping on
me when I got my zap up
F
Creeping up on me and I got one hand on
the wheel, one hand on the steel
Am
Tryna break a nig ga for spillin'
I'm ridin' with sharpshootin' skill
Folks season, whatever the reason I'm
F
dealin' with drama
E
Am
Sendin' you one of these
G -ass niggas runnin'
home cryin' to mama
So I kick the door and eliminate
F
the whole situation
Fuckin' with me, ended up gettin'
Am
this family erased
If you facin' no charges,
F
leavin' nobody behind the tail
Am
You better respect gang,
bow down with real niggas bail
Through your hood,
F
but won't get caught up in the twist
Flash on
Dm
Am
SMS, you end up sleepin'
with the fish
Seamin' shoes,
F
ladies singin' the blues, them sad ballads
Am
Fried chicken, collard greens,
and potato salad
Surrounded by my family
F
members on their knees crying
I for an
Dm
Am
I, you ride or you die
I for an
F
I, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get that chicken right back
at em and let them bullets fly
I for an
F
I, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get that chicken right back
at em and let them bullets fly
I for an
F
I, you ride or you die
E
Niggas get that chicken right back
Am
at em and let them bullets fly
I for an
F
I, you ride or you die
Dm
Niggas get that chicken right back
Am
at em and let them bullets
Me watch the
F
Mac 1 .0 and move nights on the piggies
E
Am
Hit em up and buck,
and leave em struck when I'm tipsy
Ain't no love but a true thug
F
that's died for this shit
With a hundred and fifty round
Am
drum ride for this shit
Buck the hard hats and locs,
F
pass the faux faux
And watch me smoke them hoes,
Am
like the last hitter in
Dalton for sure
I smash and blast nigga,
F
when I'm revoked it wouldn't load
Dm
A magnum coat,
Am
I hoes down the boat
What you smiling for?
These niggas playing
games on the street
F
That's when they meet the heat and
Am
sweep they ass up off of they feet
This ain't no fairytale
you fucking with sale
F
We hit the scene with machines
Am
If you on my team it
ain't nowhere between
2017 to your tipper when you
F
crossin' the riddlers
Am
Niggas that spit this killer shit on the mic
And make the world feel us
Hit up a rider, stab my tips or hollows,
F
then we follow
Dm
Niggas to they spot and chop their
Am
ass up with full of yadda
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get that chick, get right back
at him and let the bullets fly
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get that chick,
right back at him and let the bullets fly
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get that chick,
right back at him and let the bullets fly
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Dm
Niggas get that chicken wrapped,
Am
get em' and let the bullies
I ain't no actor,
F
bitch, my life is worse than the movies
Am
For real though, from steel toes to my
Uzis
Pushin'
Fila
SS's,
Benz
F
Pimas to
Lamborghinis
Am
And chase my shrimp down with
XO,
Hen and
Remy
F
Rolex on my wrist, hundred dollar bills,
Chris
Am
I pull the blunt from my lip,
then a .45 from my hip
And spit the incredible
medical ward hardcore
F
Dm
The deadliest medicine guys
Am
ever set off in the war
West
Coast the spot where we lock
E
F
our million dollar doors
Am
I'm bobblin' hell, packin' heat,
Dm
duckin' from jail
Am
I'm just a thug nigga,
F
step on your street and drop my heat and then I plug niggas
Dm
I be a
Am
G for the
GBC, that's why I mug niggas
F
Don't flag, I just sag and carry a mag
Am
And get off in a stitches ass and
Do a bit but still ride with
Doc
F
Screaming out the block,
Dm
Am
bitch I have you died with
Doc
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get a ticket right back
at em and let the bullets fly
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas get a ticket right back
at em and let the bullets fly
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
E
Niggas hear that,
Am
check it right back at em and let the bullets fly
F
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Am
Niggas hear that, check it right back at em and
F
Am
F
Am
let the bullets fly
F
Am
F
Am
Thank
Ride
Celly Cel
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