Future - Ridin Strikers (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Future - Ridin Strikers (en) Lyrics
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Riding strikers
Hotbox shit, gonna hotbox (Pluto)
I'm gonna cut 'em (You got
somethin' to bring)
Riding strikers good, yeah
Riding strikers through the hood
Riding strikers through your hood
(Ridin' strikers through), yeah
Ridin' strikers through
your hood, yeah
Fuck a title, you got that rifle,
you need to ride striker
Go for the Ferrari, a Spider,
man, I had to ride striker
I taught my young niggas how to
slide, go and get a striker
I put my young bitch in a G-
Wag' she ridin' striker
I go to Jamaica then tag 'em
with a hundred snipers
I dip the ice and go (Woo), I
step out icy, frozen (Woo)
I hit professional (Woo), I
have déjà vu, I know (Woo)
I'm gettin' my decimals (Woo),
I'm going digital
Spazzin' in Jimmy Choo,
bagged up plentiful
Tell me how I'm supposed to be
sober in my interview (sober)
Last night I was growing
up (I was in Fendi too)
Took flight, I've been going
up (That's a ritual)
Passport and we going
up like some animals
Addied up and I'm gassed up,
change the temperature
Triple rows, tall hoes, they identical
Minute Maid, Hi-Tech splash
(Goin' crazy)
Drug raids got me cold,
got me cocky (Ahh)
Can't stand it, won't enjoy
life if it ain't toxic
Cuban links, walking on ice,
I don't play hockey
I was trained standin' on Front
Street and I'm saucy
High profile superstar,
codeine coughing
Cop a Porsche, cop a Range
Rover, it's King Jaffe
Kick a door, smokin' sherm
sticks, take Oxys
Piss poor, we sticking
together like (Gang)
King Kong, I'm taking
drugs out my body
Insane, inside my brain and my posse
Riding strikers in the hood
Ridin' strikers in the hood, yeah
Fuck a title, you got that rifle, you
need to ride striker (Striker)
Go for the Ferrari, a Spider, man,
I had to ride striker (Striker)
I put my young bitch in a G-Wag'
she ridin' striker (Strike)
Riding strikers good
Riding strikers through
your hood, yeah
Riding strikers through
Riding strikers through
the hood, nigga
Yeah, riding strikers through
your hood, yeah
The police need your help in tracking
down a suspect in a bank robbery this
morning on the city's north side
According to police, the suspect
walked into the bank
about nine this morning
Went straight to one of the tellers,
handed over a note that said
"Put money in bag"
Hold on, pouring up drank
Hold on, now I'm robbin' me a bank
Hold on, fucking on foreign
Hold on, that bitch with you ain't
Hold on, whippin' up foreign
Hold on, drive it like a tank
Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank
Hold on, smokin' on pressure
Hold on, straight out a pound
Hold on, crazy-ass shooter
(Crazy-ass shooter)
Hold on, sprayin' in the crowd
(Sprayin' in the crowd)
Hold on, kill 'em on sight
Hold on, still go to trial
Hold on, nigga get life
Hold on, been scarred as a child
Hold on, rob me a bank
Rob me a bank
Hold on
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