DJ Khaled Ft Young Dro, Big Kuntry King & T.I. – Dip Slide Ride Out Lyrics

Dip Slide Ride Out Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft Young Dro, Big Kuntry King & T.I.

[Intro: T.I.]
Ayy
You know a lot of niggas talk a lot of shit a lot of times, you know what I’m sayin’?
But when I come around, man, why them niggas don’t be there, man? You know what I’m sayin’?
Why don’t them niggas be present then man?
Why them niggas, they talkin’ all that shit when I’m here, man?
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Chorus: T.I.]
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Run inside and hide out
They dip, slide, ride out
Why when I bring my guys out?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Why when them 45s out?
They dip, slide, switch sides
‘Cause they know we the shit, right?
[Verse 1: Young Dro]
I got them guns [?] the back of me
Ridin’ down [?]
Gage on the seat, I wanna blow it like a [?]
Take a nigga eyesight, the opposite of Acuvue
My wrath is like Katrina, [?] evacuees
I wild like sporadicly
Jackin’ me is actually suicide [?]
Choppers burn up your faculty
I’m mafia, I’m practically better than all them rappers be
You got a problem, need to step up [?] sat with me
Dappin’ niggas who trap with me
Overkill, over trill
Flowin’ down [?] showin’ how them bands overfilled
Over real, I resemble God, I am Lord
Forgiveness is gave, my squad embrace God
Wake hard, take off soft
Metaphorically I sell niggas bricks, then off soft
Eight off boss, I’m so belligerent and diligent
Boot camp soldier, nine months, mind militant
Dro

[Chorus: T.I.]
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Run inside and hide out
They dip, slide, ride out
Why when I bring my guys out?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Why when them 45s out?
They dip, slide, switch sides
‘Cause they know we the shit, right?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Run inside and hide out
They dip, slide, ride out
Why when I bring my guys out?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Why when them 45s out?
They dip, slide, switch sides
‘Cause they know we the shit, right?

[Verse 2: Big Kuntry King]
It’s Mr. Hurricane, Kuntry King
Rollin’ in the black 6
Mr. TIP the king, rollin in the Phantom, bitch
We keep them guns in the ride, even on the driver’s side
We can handle any situation like MacGivor
Not to mention the ten Chevrolets right behind us
Ain’t a nigga liver, bend it and ride like us
In the club, you see the VVS shining
Champagne and Luie bottles, let the liquor drown us
Let the [?] surround us with haters all around us
All I do is flash a big bank on them towers
Sucker dip, slide, ride out, they game ain’t up to par
Like [?] my game is eager for a young trap star
If it’s gangsta shit you want, pussy nigga, I’ll bring it to you
You want your top popped off, I can do that for you
I’m here now, what you suckers wanna do to me?
Ain’t no movin’ me and all that talk ain’t nothin’ new to me

[Chorus: T.I.]
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Run inside and hide out
They dip, slide, ride out
Why when I bring my guys out?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Why when them 45s out?
They dip, slide, switch sides
‘Cause they know we the shit, right?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Run inside and hide out
They dip, slide, ride out
Why when I bring my guys out?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Why when them 45s out?
They dip, slide, switch sides
‘Cause they know we the shit, right?
[Verse 3: T.I.]
Bet you wondering why I’m looking so relaxed in my ride
‘Cause it’s a AR in the back of my ride
Plus a 9 and a dime on the passenger side
So if a broad ain’t find, I’m passin’ her by
Wanna live like me? Well, you gotta be fly
A nigga tell you otherwise, the nigga gotta be high
I’ve accomplished all the things you could possibly try
And aqcuired all the shit a pimp could possibly buy
Set the streets on fire, how can you deny
That I’m the king? Give a damn if you a fan or you not
He a arrogant fucker, but goddamnit, he hot
And all the props he came in the game demandin’, he got
Know a lot of people thought that I was runnin’ my mouth
When I said I was king and I was runnin’ the south
But it’s still a few niggas out there runnin’ they mouth
They gon’ be found shot down with a gun in they mouth, nigga

[Chorus: T.I.]
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Run inside and hide out
They dip, slide, ride out
Why when I bring my guys out?
Them niggas dip, slide, ride out
Why when them 45s out?
They dip, slide, switch sides
‘Cause they know we the shit, right?