[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 n***a Juicy in this mothafucka, 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, pants I'm holdin tight, to my woodgrain
System bumpin' greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain
Time to get it sprayed, n***as steal every color I get
Every time I make one up, some fool tr-izz-y to come with it
Smokin' on a dime, more than a quarter, what's that, a 35?
Higher than a mile above the moon, on the black haven side
Sturdy inhalin' on some Satan, the Lord knows I can’t live without it
Every time a flame penetrates some bud, I wanna shout about it
But these n***as 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
Ri-ridin' in the Chevy as we also smoke the ink, mane
Ridin' in the Chevy-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

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Scopin' these n***as 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 n***as standin' '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 brought up some wood, yeah, we rackin' a plenty of stacks
I brought all my n***as, we polished the triggers, I figured it's time for the jack
Paul took the sack, Skinny took the back, Koop took the room and front
My n***a Mal took out the window with the Mossberg pump
I started droppin' n***as runnin' out into the parking lot
Skinny started poppin' tricks at the back door, he grabbed 'bout a pound of crop
My n***a Koop blasted them n***as we missed from on the roof
Paul ready with the Tech and a vest and 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 that 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 n***a drunk as hell, liquor flowin' through my bloodstream
Flaggin' down hoes on the road, roll to the cut
Honeycomb hideout where them n***as be smoked out on them blunts
Malachi, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin
Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin' about one-ten
Grin on my face, 'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich
Triple 6 Mafia, ninety-five, yeah we runnin' shit
N***as know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes
Every time you see the Chevy ridin', it be full of smoke

[Outro: DJ Paul, Juicy J]
Aw, yeah, n***a, ridin' Chevy for the nine-five
Three 6 Mafia in this ho
Don't forget to look out for the tape, though
You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
We in this mothafucka, bitch, for the nine, the five
You n***as can't fuck with us, biatch
[Hook]
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