Ruff Rydas Lyrics by NLE Choppa is latest English song from Road To Fast 9 with music also given by NLE Choppa. Ruff Rydas song lyrics are written by NLE Choppa.
Ruff Rydas Song Detail
Singer: NLE Choppa
Composer: NLE Choppa
Lyrics by: NLE Choppa
Ruff Rydas NLE Choppa
Huh, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders
I’ma ruff riders
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap (My lap)
When I’m shootin’ my shot, you don’t I don’t crack (Don’t crack)
Don’t f**k with these ni**as, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
I don’t f**k with these ho’s that really be jack
I got on Chanel, we breakin’ all [?]
I can’t [?], I don’t need a scale
Remember them days, I didn’t have nothin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I get me a check, like Nike
I’m shootin’ s**t up, like Spike Lee (Grrt)
I nut in her mouth, I’m triffling
I was down, the bi**hes ain’t like me (No cap)
Real talk, no cap bi**h ni**a
I’m gone and poppin’ them jiggas
Perc’ 30’s in my system
Ayy, we don’t f**k with Swishers, woah
Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
Ridin’ ’round with some snipers (With some snipers)
Ruff riders, ruff riders
You know I’m Top Shotta (Top Shotta, yeah)
I ride with pistols and them Glocks for my enemies (For my enemies)
Don’t f**k with ni**as, they got bi**h ni**a tendencies (bi**h ni**a tendencies)
I seen my opps slow down on a ten speed (Grrrt)
And I’ma send that ni**a up where God be (Yeah)
Bi**h ni**a, test me, look wrong
Hundred shots to his dome (Grrrt)
Left the house last night, but he ain’t make it home
We be sniping and killin’
bi**h, I’m a villain
Bi**h, I can’t spare a thing, I’ma kill the children
Bi**h, you know just how we livin’, know just how we livin’
Do a drive-by, cruisin’ in a Honda Civic
And f**k the police, until they free my ni**a
You ni**as police, wanna snitch on ni**as
Every time that I ride, my Glock on my lap (My lap)
When I’m shootin’ my shot, you don’t I don’t crack (Don’t crack)
Don’t f**k with these ni**as, I hate all the cap (Huh?)
I don’t f**k with these ho’s that really be jack
I got on Chanel, we breakin’ all [?]
I can’t [?], I don’t need a scale
Remember them days, I didn’t have nothin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I got in my bag and ran up my money (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don’t need me a helmet because I’m ridin’ rough
Just like freeze tag, if I see him he gon’ get touched
I’m the toughest ni**a in the game, I got three nuts
And I love to hear the Draco bang
Rip him up in pieces, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders (Oh)
Ridin’ ’round with some snipers (With some snipers)
Ruff riders, ruff riders
You know I’m Top Shotta, yeah (Top Shotta, yeah)
NLE, Top Shotta
Ruff rider, you know how we do it
You know what?
On to the next, yeah, uh
Ruff riders, ruff riders
Ridin’ ’round with a sniper, yeah
Ruff riders, ruff riders
NLE the top shotta, yeah
(Top Shotta, ruff rider)
(The ruff, the ruff, the ruff rider)