[{"id":5431984,"name":"Ridin' N' Da Chevy","trackName":"Ridin' N' Da Chevy","artistName":"Three 6 Mafia","albumName":"Underground Vol. I","duration":362.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, fool, Lord Infamous back in the studio\nWith the Paul and Lord Infamous\nMy nigga Juicy in this mothafucka, what's up mane?\nYeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do the \"Ridin' 'n tha Chevy\"\nPart two on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin\nIt's on, fool\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we 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still wanna get fucked up\nYou's a damn fool\nSo I be like watchin' you fools go down more every single day\nWhile I ride clean, drop top, and mean Chevrolet, busta\n\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy, ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nScopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\nThey blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\nThey got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\nFuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n\nA partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\nI brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack\nPaul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front\nMy nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump\n\nI started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot\nSkinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop\nMy nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof\nPaul ready with the Tech and a vest and he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot\n\nDead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke\nNow we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope\nThere's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place\nWe bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet\n\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\nRidin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\nIs it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\nCould it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\nDippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\nA nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n\nFlaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\nHoneycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\nMalachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\nJumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n\nGrin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\nTriple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\nNiggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\nEvery time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n\nAw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\nThree 6 Mafia in this ho\nDon't forget to look out for the tape, though\nYou know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\nWe in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\nYou niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n\nRi-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRidin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\nRi-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, 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mane\n[00:50.12] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[00:53.73] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[00:57.24] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[01:00.74] We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see\n[01:04.01] I hopped out of my drop top, once again, we rollin' chevy\n[01:07.85] Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold Ds\n[01:11.69] Dirty bitches, choosin' I can't go, I just say, \"Hoes, please\"\n[01:14.74] Ballin' clean, pants I'm holdin tight, to my woodgrain\n[01:18.57] System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain\n[01:22.16] Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get\n[01:26.10] Every time I make one up, some fool tr-izz-y to come with it\n[01:29.33] Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a 35?\n[01:32.96] Higher than a mile above the moon, on the black haven side\n[01:36.27] Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can't live without it\n[01:40.15] Every time a flame penetrates some bud, I wanna shout about it\n[01:43.66] But these niggas kill me when that's all they wanna do\n[01:46.40] Pockets fucked up, but they still wanna get fucked up\n[01:49.18] You's a damn fool\n[01:50.83] So I be like watchin' you fools go down more every single day\n[01:54.10] While I ride clean, drop top, and mean Chevrolet, busta\n[01:59.67] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[02:03.26] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[02:06.82] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[02:10.41] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[02:11.95] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:14.51] Ridin' in the Chevy, ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:19.28] Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:22.51] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:26.17] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:29.78] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:33.20] Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:36.78] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:40.31] Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n[02:45.23] They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n[02:48.81] They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n[02:52.11] Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n[02:55.89] A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n[02:59.30] I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack\n[03:02.75] Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front\n[03:06.56] My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump\n[03:09.95] I started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot\n[03:13.55] Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop\n[03:16.98] My nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof\n[03:20.52] Paul ready with the Tech and a vest and he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot\n[03:24.22] Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke\n[03:27.63] Now we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope\n[03:31.28] There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place\n[03:34.84] We bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet\n[03:39.30] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:42.62] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:46.33] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:49.78] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:53.37] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:56.86] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:00.50] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:04.04] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:06.08] Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n[04:09.66] Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n[04:13.25] Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n[04:16.63] A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n[04:20.65] Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n[04:24.14] Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n[04:27.70] Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n[04:31.06] Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n[04:34.77] Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n[04:38.42] Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n[04:41.88] Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n[04:45.16] Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n[04:50.22] Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n[04:52.84] Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n[04:54.42] Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n[04:56.38] You know what I'm sayin'? 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mothafucka, what's up mane?\n  Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do the \"Ridin' 'n tha Chevy\"\n  Part two on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin\n  It's on, fool\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see\n  I hopped out of my drop top, 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Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n  Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n  Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n  A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n\n  Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n  Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n  Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n  Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n\n  Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n  Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n  Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n  Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n\n  Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n  Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n  Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n  You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\n  We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\n  You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke 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smoke the ink, mane\n[02:36.78] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:40.31] Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n[02:45.23] They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n[02:48.81] They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n[02:52.11] Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n[02:55.89] A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n[02:59.30] I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack\n[03:02.75] Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front\n[03:06.56] My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump\n[03:09.95] I started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot\n[03:13.55] Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop\n[03:16.98] My nigga 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Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy, ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n  They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n  They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n  Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n\n  A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n  I brought all 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mothafucka, what's up mane?\n  Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do the \"Ridin' 'n tha Chevy\"\n  Part two on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin\n  It's on, fool\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see\n  I hopped out of my drop top, 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Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n  Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n  Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n  A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n\n  Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n  Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n  Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n  Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n\n  Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n  Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n  Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n  Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n\n  Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n  Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n  Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n  You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\n  We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\n  You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke 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Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof\n[03:20.52] Paul ready with the Tech and a vest and he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot\n[03:24.22] Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke\n[03:27.63] Now we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope\n[03:31.28] There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place\n[03:34.84] We bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet\n[03:39.30] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:42.62] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:46.33] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:49.78] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:53.37] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:56.86] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:00.50] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:04.04] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:06.08] Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n[04:09.66] Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n[04:13.25] Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n[04:16.63] A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n[04:20.65] Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n[04:24.14] Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n[04:27.70] Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n[04:31.06] Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n[04:34.77] Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n[04:38.42] Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n[04:41.88] Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n[04:45.16] Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n[04:50.22] Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n[04:52.84] Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n[04:54.42] Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n[04:56.38] You know what I'm sayin'? 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Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy, ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n  They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n  They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n  Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n\n  A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n  I brought all 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mothafucka, what's up mane?\n  Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do the \"Ridin' 'n tha Chevy\"\n  Part two on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin\n  It's on, fool\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see\n  I hopped out of my drop top, 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Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy, ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n  They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n  They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n  Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n\n  A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n  I brought all 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Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n  Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n  Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n  A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n\n  Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n  Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n  Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n  Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n\n  Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n  Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n  Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n  Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n\n  Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n  Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n  Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n  You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\n  We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\n  You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke 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mane\n[00:50.11] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[00:53.71] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[00:57.28] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[01:00.70] We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see\n[01:04.05] I hopped out of my drop top, once again, we rollin' chevy\n[01:07.86] Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold Ds\n[01:11.65] Dirty bitches, choosin' I can't go, I just say, \"Hoes, please\"\n[01:14.76] Ballin' clean, pants I'm holdin tight, to my woodgrain\n[01:18.59] System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain\n[01:22.12] Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get\n[01:26.12] Every time I make one up, some fool tr-izz-y to come with it\n[01:29.33] Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a 35?\n[01:32.98] Higher than a mile above the moon, on the black haven side\n[01:36.23] Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can't live without it\n[01:40.10] Every time a 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smoke the ink, mane\n[02:36.71] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[02:40.38] Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n[02:45.25] They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n[02:48.81] They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n[02:52.13] Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n[02:55.81] A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n[02:59.37] I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack\n[03:02.79] Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front\n[03:06.59] My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump\n[03:09.99] I started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot\n[03:13.52] Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop\n[03:16.93] My nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof\n[03:20.58] Paul ready with the Tech and a vest and he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot\n[03:24.25] Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke\n[03:27.64] Now we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope\n[03:31.20] There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place\n[03:34.89] We bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet\n[03:39.32] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:42.68] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:46.35] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:49.72] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:53.31] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[03:56.82] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:00.59] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:04.07] Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n[04:06.05] Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n[04:09.64] Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n[04:13.21] Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n[04:16.65] A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n[04:20.61] Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n[04:24.18] Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n[04:27.76] Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n[04:31.08] Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n[04:34.74] Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n[04:38.48] Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n[04:41.82] Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n[04:45.15] Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n[04:50.26] Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n[04:52.82] Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n[04:54.45] Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n[04:56.35] You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\n[04:57.63] We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\n[05:00.38] You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n[05:03.05] Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:06.79] Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:10.32] Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:13.74] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:17.38] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:20.65] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:24.53] Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:27.93] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:31.58] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:35.25] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:38.75] Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:42.37] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:45.82] Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n[05:49.41] Ri-ridin' in the 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Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 156710\n  end_ms: 160380\n- text: Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n  start_ms: 160380\n  end_ms: 165250\n- text: They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n  start_ms: 165250\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 172130\n- text: Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n  start_ms: 172130\n  end_ms: 175810\n- text: A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n  start_ms: 175810\n  end_ms: 179370\n- text: I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack\n  start_ms: 179370\n  end_ms: 182790\n- text: Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front\n  start_ms: 182790\n  end_ms: 186590\n- text: My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump\n  start_ms: 186590\n  end_ms: 189990\n- text: I started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot\n  start_ms: 189990\n  end_ms: 193520\n- text: Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop\n  start_ms: 193520\n  end_ms: 196930\n- text: My nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof\n  start_ms: 196930\n  end_ms: 200580\n- text: Paul ready with the Tech and a vest and he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot\n  start_ms: 200580\n  end_ms: 204250\n- text: Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke\n  start_ms: 204250\n  end_ms: 207640\n- text: Now we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope\n  start_ms: 207640\n  end_ms: 211200\n- text: There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place\n  start_ms: 211200\n  end_ms: 214890\n- text: We bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet\n  start_ms: 214890\n  end_ms: 219320\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 219320\n  end_ms: 222680\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 222680\n  end_ms: 226350\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 226350\n  end_ms: 229720\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 229720\n  end_ms: 233310\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 233310\n  end_ms: 236820\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 236820\n  end_ms: 240590\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 240590\n  end_ms: 244070\n- text: Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  start_ms: 244070\n  end_ms: 246050\n- text: Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n  start_ms: 246050\n  end_ms: 249640\n- text: Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n  start_ms: 249640\n  end_ms: 253210\n- text: Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n  start_ms: 253210\n  end_ms: 256650\n- text: A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n  start_ms: 256650\n  end_ms: 260610\n- text: Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n  start_ms: 260610\n  end_ms: 264180\n- text: Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n  start_ms: 264180\n  end_ms: 267760\n- text: Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n  start_ms: 267760\n  end_ms: 271080\n- text: Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n  start_ms: 271080\n  end_ms: 274740\n- text: Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n  start_ms: 274740\n  end_ms: 278480\n- text: Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n  start_ms: 278480\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n  start_ms: 281820\n  end_ms: 285150\n- text: Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n  start_ms: 285150\n  end_ms: 290260\n- text: Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n  start_ms: 290260\n  end_ms: 292820\n- text: Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n  start_ms: 292820\n  end_ms: 294450\n- text: Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n  start_ms: 294450\n  end_ms: 296350\n- text: You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 296350\n  end_ms: 297630\n- text: We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\n  start_ms: 297630\n  end_ms: 300380\n- text: You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n  start_ms: 300380\n  end_ms: 303050\n- text: Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 303050\n  end_ms: 306790\n- text: Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 306790\n  end_ms: 310320\n- text: Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 310320\n  end_ms: 313740\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 313740\n  end_ms: 317380\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 317380\n  end_ms: 320650\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 320650\n  end_ms: 324530\n- text: Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 324530\n  end_ms: 327930\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 327930\n  end_ms: 331580\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 331580\n  end_ms: 335250\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 335250\n  end_ms: 338750\n- text: Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 338750\n  end_ms: 342370\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 342370\n  end_ms: 345820\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 345820\n  end_ms: 349410\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 349410\n  end_ms: 353110\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 353110\n  end_ms: 356440\n- text: Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  start_ms: 356440\n  end_ms: 360260\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 360260\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, fool, Lord Infamous back in the studio\n  With the Paul and Lord Infamous\n  My nigga Juicy in this mothafucka, what's up mane?\n  Yeah, y'all know what time it is, we finna do the \"Ridin' 'n tha Chevy\"\n  Part two on y'all ass, you know what I'm sayin\n  It's on, fool\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  We finally got a warm day, it's late in January, see\n  I hopped out of my drop top, once again, we rollin' chevy\n  Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold Ds\n  Dirty bitches, choosin' I can't go, I just say, \"Hoes, please\"\n\n  Ballin' clean, pants I'm holdin tight, to my woodgrain\n  System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain\n  Time to get it sprayed, niggas steal every color I get\n  Every time I make one up, some fool tr-izz-y to come with it\n\n  Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a 35?\n  Higher than a mile above the moon, on the black haven side\n  Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can't live without it\n  Every time a flame penetrates some bud, I wanna shout about it\n\n  But these niggas kill me when that's all they wanna do\n  Pockets fucked up, but they still wanna get fucked up\n  You's a damn fool\n  So I be like watchin' you fools go down more every single day\n  While I ride clean, drop top, and mean Chevrolet, busta\n\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy, ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Scopin' these niggas out on the next block 'cause I know that they hoe asses pushin' them pounds\n  They blew my whole sale, fuckin' up my mail, so I gotta close 'em down\n  They got niggas standin' 'round with much artillery, but Scarecrow not scared\n  Fuckin' up my damn business, I called up the Triple 6, we catch them tricks unprepared\n\n  A partner of mine said they brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks\n  I brought all my niggas, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack\n  Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front\n  My nigga Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump\n\n  I started droppin' niggas runnin' out into the parking lot\n  Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop\n  My nigga Koop blasted them niggas we missed from on the roof\n  Paul ready with the Tech and a vest and he blast them bitches and grabbed the loot\n\n  Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off in the smoke\n  Now we got plenty money, bitch, and we gonna serve plenty of dope\n  There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place\n  We bailed out smoked out, loced out in the fuckin' Chevrolet\n\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n  Ridin' in the-ridin' in the Chevy\n\n  Is it that marijuana that got my mind clickin'?\n  Could it be Erk and Jerk that got me straight trippin'?\n  Dippin' through the breeze, you so clean, Paul, you so mean\n  A nigga drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream\n\n  Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut\n  Honeycomb hideout where them niggas be smoked out on them blunts\n  Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin\n  Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten\n\n  Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich\n  Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit\n  Niggas know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes\n  Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke\n\n  Aw, yeah, nigga, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five\n  Three 6 Mafia in this ho\n  Don't forget to look out for the tape, though\n  You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)\n  We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five\n  You niggas can't fuck with us, biatch\n\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n  Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane\n"}]