Ridin' Wit The Ak Lyrics - Get 'em - Lil Wayne

I, I, I, I be on that on that all night 

Man, I be on that all day 

Straight up boy if you want me 

I'll be ridin' with that K, K, K, K, K, K, K, K 

Time and time again I gotta grab my phone and call Lil' Wayne 

Let me use your throw away 'cause niggas out here playin' man 

They just don't get it till I pop the trunk and come back with it 

Barrel on the burner big enough to spit a hundred midgets 

I'm from the crescent city moving nothing less than fifty 

That's more shells than you'll find in the seat 

And you don't need to know your alphabets to recognize a G 

I'm in the lambo making doughnuts like I work for Krispy Kreme 

Excuse my flossin' dawg, I'm still known to tote a snub 

Niggas thought I lost all my blikas in that Katrina flood 

I still got big you mac eleven from ninty seven 

Sometimes you gotta show niggas better than you can tell them 

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I be on that gangster shit, straight up on that gangster shit 

I be on that, straight up on that, I be on that gangster shit 

I be on that gangster shit, straight up on that gangster shit 

I be on that, straight up on that, I be on that gangster shit 

I, I, I, I be on that on that all night, man I be on that all day 

Straight up boy if you want me, I'll be ridin with that 

K who want it? K who want it? K who want it? K uh 

K who want it? K who want it? K who want it? K uh 

I'm on that gangster shit, I'm on that gangster shit 

I'm on that gangster shit, I'm on that gangster shit 

Chevy's ridin', swerving off mufflers stuffed with dro and blow 

Mack man young money mottos still fuck a hoe 

Burners on the front seat incase a hater come that close 

Bodies drop when the shotty pop, they'll probably make your body rock 

Body rock, yep nigga lean with it rock with it 

Thang that make you lean I be seen round the clock with it 

See I don't stop with it hustle for that new money 

Smellin' like them new hundreds diarrhea loop runnin' 

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See, I just recruit somethin' that help me move it every day 

More workers than Mary K vibin' to that Mary J 

I'm off the chain like three slaves, bitch I'm bout my chips 

I'm Mac Maine bitch, I'm on that gangster shit 

I be on that gangster shit, straight up on that gangster shit 

I be on that, straight up on that, I be on that gangster shit 

I be on that gangster shit, straight up on that gangster shit 

I be on that, straight up on that, I be on that gangster shit 

I, I, I, I, I be on that on that all night, man I be on that all day 

Straight up boy if you want me, I'll be ridin with that 

K who want it? K who want it? K who want it? K uh 

K who want it? K who want it? K who want it? K uh 

I'm on that gangster shit, I'm on that gangster shit 

I'm on that gangster shit, I'm on that gangster shit 

Time and time again I gotta turn around and tell see dawg 

Grab this AK off my back or there's gonna be blood all on them dawg 

Clip longer than a bitch if a nigga trip pop, it on in give a nigga that shit 

Pull it right over and park your whip 

Everybody gone run when the trunk gone lift 

Shit the only thing I'm runnin from myself with a gun 

When the po po come 

The nigga that talk ain't talking 'bout nothing 

I'm a rude boy I murder for fun 

I'm hot bitch, worse than the sun 

I'm the Birdman's son, I'm the chosen one 

I'm the God just looking for a nun 

I'm the president, my job here is done 

Chevys ridin swerving off mufflers stuffed with dro and blow 

Cash money, young money mottos still fuck a hoe 

Burners on the front seat incase a hater come that close 

Bodies drop when the shotty pop, they'll probably make your body rock 

Lean with it, lean with it, lean with it and snap your fingers 

Make ya lean with it, make ya lean with it 

Make 'em lean with it now play the hook 

I, I, I, I, I be on that on that all night, man I be on that all day 

Straight up boy if you want me, I'll be ridin with that 

K who want it? K who want it? K who want it? K uh 

K who want it? K who want it? K who want it? K uh 

I'm on that gangster shit, I'm on that gangster shit 

I'm on that gangster shit, I'm on that gangster shit 

Lets stab 'em in they chest 

And show 'em that we shoot and boom get shot 

Stab 'em in they chest and keep my motherfuckin boom 

Get shot bitch