调：G minor•
Verse 1
Yeah *evil laughs*
Yo- y- y- yo- yo look- look
I Ride Slow
Verse 2
No not what I do
D
Gm
Am
Lord do you have mercy on my soul? Far as
I know I'm a poet or in an apostle
smell the aroma on my clothes
Am
Eb
Your chains gold, my shades all black
I can do this with a blindfold
I don't know Tae Bo
Life's sweet but,
way down the line you're just a snack
Verse 3
It gets cold on the road to the riches
Am
(Yeah, I Ride Slow)
These hoes with the nose in
D
my business
Nigga
Bm
Bsus4
Em
These rhythms of visions of me living co lossal,
Em
Am
In time you'll find that I'm a fossil
Insane in the membrane!
Verse 4
Am
big cash
cut class, fuck school
Esus4
Am
Pushing pennies but see a threes
Figga deal me I'm filthy I know
Bm
Am
I told you that but I made my way through
that'll break your mothers back
On the surface I will certainly scratch
just imagine what we could do with a flick of the wrist
no weapons formed against, me... shall pass
with this shit
The tales from the Crip,
Eb
Gm
on the soul of Sunday schools finna flip
Eb
Gm
all gather round and sing my fucking song!
Verse 5
(Yeah, I Ride Slow)
my business
Eb
Nigga
Bsus4
Bm
Em
These rhythms of visions of me living co lossal,
Verse 6
Insane in the membrane!
Am
Check!
cup before I pour a fo'
A
D#
Pulling up no headlights but there's read
beams on you
and pages of the bible
Survival tactics,
are you practice (?) make you drastic
Am
Adim
Am
A
OG Kush make a nigga chest rattle
Edim
D#
Am
(?) dropped the celery
The reality is all you niggas fictitious,
make you (?)
With the hand of satan cause
you need some sanitation
D#
Am
Em
Am
Esus4
turn your brain into bacon bits
Am
D#
Am
And I ain't saying shit cause I'm coming from Detroit where I coming up short and niggas Ride Slow,
AK- ing up your porch
D#
(I Ride Slow!)
(I- I- I Ride)
Verse 7
Niggas talking about all this lame shit,
Gm
D
nigga I been sipping this shit since... been sipping this shit
(I Ride Slow)
I gave cuz his first cup of Lean
What you niggas talking bout?
Cuz older than me,
Gm
C
D#
Gm
that's what I be talking about see? fuck it
(I Ride Slow)
D#
Gm
(These rhythms of visions of me living colossal,
ahead of my time
Soulo
Verse 8
*Hail Mary melody*
What do we have here now?
Gm
Gm
Gm
come with me
(Hail Mary)
Come with me, come with me
(Hail Mary)
La- la- la- la- la
(I Ride Slow)
Verse 9
Gm
Actavis...
(You know when I heard that?)
The screw give me drive like a flat- head,
I must be Captain Phillips
These niggas don't speak my language
That it's a lot more than marijuana in her son
I walk on the dark side,
I ain't suicidal I'm just fly
You don't know the half
So here's a question that I ask...
A Benz with no bus?
A curse with no gift?
Verse 10
Delusional,
murder marsupials when I puke a flow
Put my dick in witches from the Crucible
Parkinson's Disease on
Pardon me I sneezed,
Death just called homie, breathe easy
Shoot soul right out of Soul,
Verse 11
yeah you my homie you...
(I Ride Slow)
(Stop sniffing on that God- Damn
bleach is what you need to do)
Verse 12
Man don't talk about the
potency of my pack
Meth and gastric bypass
Satan's blood in my swag
and These Days the iPad
Will tell you that your life
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