Three 6 Mafia — Ridin n tha Chevy

[Intro: Lord Infamous & Juicy J] Yeah fool, Lord Infamous back in the studio With the Paul and Lord Infamous "Come With Me To Hell Part 2" My nigga Juicy in this motherfucker, what's up mane? Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do the "Ridin' 'n tha Chevy" Part two on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin, it's on fool [Hook] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane [Verse 1: DJ Paul] We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see I hopped out of my drop top once again we rollin chevy Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold Ds Dirty bitches choosin I can't go, I just say hoes please Ballin clean past I'm holdin tight to my woodgrain System bumpin greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get Everytime I make one up some fool tr-iz-y to come with it Smokin on a dime, more than a quarter, whats that - a 35? Higher than a mile above the moon on that black haven side Sturdy inhalin on some Satan, the Lord knows I can’t live without it Everytime a flame penetrates some bud I wanna shout about it But these niggas kill me when that's all they wanna do Pockets fucked up, but they still wanna get fucked up, you's a damn fool So I be like watchin you fools go down more every single day While I ride clean, drop top and mean, chevrolet, busta [Hook] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Scopin' these niggas out on the next block cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down They got niggas standing 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared A partner of mine said they (?) so we (?) rackin' a plenty of stacks I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured its time for the jack Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room on the front My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump I started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot Skinny started popping tricks at the back dawg, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop My nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof Paul running with the Tech and a vest, he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke Now we got plenty money bitch and we gonna serve plenty of dope There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place We bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet [Hook] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy [Verse 3: Juicy J] Is it the Marijuana that got my mind clickin'? Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'? Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul you so mean A nigga drunk as hell, liqour flowin' through my bloodstream Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut Honeycomb hideout Where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about 110 Grin on my face, cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich Triple 6 Mafia '95, yeah we runnin' shit Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes Everytime you see the Chevy ridin' it be full of smoke [Outro: DJ Paul & Sample] Ah, yeah, nigga, ridin' in the Chevy for the 95 Three 6 Mafia in this ho Don't forget to look out for the tape, though, you know what I'm sayin' We in this motherfucker bitch, for the 95 You niggas can't fuck with us, bitch Ri-ridin in the chevy as we also smoke the ink mane Ri-ridin in the chevy as we also smoke the ink mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane