Letra Riding Dirty - Gucci Mane

Fuck an informer, fuckin' told ya, fuckin' cockroaches
I ain't eyeballing shit, nah, it all mine ni***
I ain't selling shit clean anymore ni***

Man I ain't eyeballing shit I let the scale do it (fuck that shit)
Man I ain't riding cross the country I let the mail do it (say what)
I know them cops on my chop, But I just sell music
These niggas don't have heart to fight, they'd rather let 12 do it
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six niggas (fosho)
I feel like a one man army I got like six clips ni***
You know one than bout lil pimpin' ni***, he never slippin' ni***
I come through light up your block like it was christmas ni*** (Wooooho)

Riding Dirty man they said that I had 9 Birdies, 9 Birdies
Man they tryna' catch me Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty
Got 2 guns you know I'm Riding Dirty
Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty, ni*** Riding Dirty
Riding Dirty, man them folks so I sent nine birdies
Nine birdies, thats the verdict ni***, nine birdies, nine birdies ni***
Man I got this dirty 30, dirty pistol, I'm a motherfuckin' dirty ni***
Dirty ni*** I spent like 80 thousand for Bart Simpson
I was tripping' then I went and spent a whole million
Whole million yeah I got a whole buncha green bills
Got a fork and I got them bands in them

I wish I would catch a ni*** with his hands in it
Find that ni*** dead with his fuckin' pants in it
Send a box to ya papa with a hundred grand in it
He came back in the north he fill with them PT's in it
That gucci gas man you ain't gon have a seed in it
That gucci gas man you ain't gon have a seed in it
I'm sittin' on top of Bentley you know I'm sippin' (sippin', sippin', sippin')
Pour some lean on her titties now they sticky (sticky, sticky, sticky)