Rick Ross, a talented American rapper has just released a brand new music titled “Ridin’ Thru The Ghetto” download mp3 with lyrics.
Moreover, the dope song “Ridin’ Thru The Ghetto” comes from his newly released studio album project named, “Trilla” which houses 15-inspiring Tracklists here on Odogwu Play & Other social media platforms such as Audiomack, Spotify.
Trilla is the second studio album by American rapper Rick Ross. It was released on March 11, 2008, by Slip-n-Slide Records, Def Jam South Recordings and Poe Boy Entertainment.
Production was handled by The Runners, J. R. Rotem, Drumma Boy, DJ Toomp, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, DJ Nasty & LVM, Blac Elvis, J Rock, Mannie Fresh, Los Vegaz and Bink!. It features guest appearances from R. Kelly, T-Pain, Trey Songz, Young Jeezy, Trick Daddy, Nelly, Brisco, Triple C’s, Jay-Z, Lil Wayne and Avery Storm.
The album debuted at number one on the US Billboard 200, selling 198,000 copies in the first week. The album was a certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America. To date, the album has sold 700,000 copies in the United States.
Ridin’ Thru The Ghetto Lyrics Mp3 Download By Rick Ross
[Rick Ross:]
Trilla
I’m a boss
Wex, Wex, Wex
Who?
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I been worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m makin’ women holler (Holler), I’m makin’ women holler (Holler)
Makin’ women holler (Holler)
I just left my momma house and it made me feel good
I just paid my momma bills, you would if you could
You see I’m from the ghetto where you gotta go to prison (Prison)
‘Cause niggas in the ghetto always end up in the system
But I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars (Dollars)
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars (Dollars)
Convertible Impala, wouldn’t drive what I’m ownin’
Plus I’m ballin’ like them brothers smokin’ on that California
Hit the freeway, and I’m kickin’ with my brother
Nigga got a a lies in this whip, I’m undercover
Gotta handle my business, I came up with a plan
And my mind active, like I’m in a lime green Lamb’
Yeah them hoes wanna ride with us
I love to drive on them two wheels, know they love us
Got ’bout twenty stacks up in my jeans
At the interstate, we gettin’ sucked in between, you see (Oh, yeah)
Now, I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I been worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m makin’ women holler (Holler), I’m makin’ women holler (Holler)
Makin’ women holler (Holler)
[Gunplay:]
I just spilled all of my clean on my lap
Then I’m .38, hot, ’cause I gotta turn back
And the trap on fire, but I still drop by (By)
My money no good in the hood, they be lookin’ out
I pay mine ’cause she say the same (Same)
Same old excuses, niggas blame it on a game
Got up out the ghetto, made it, now my community dated
I used to section eight it, just a nigga bag of weed had me faded
I came a long way (Way), I had a long day (Day)
If I’m cranky, I crank up, rub me the wrong way (Way)
I got issues like a noose stand, something different every day (Huh)
I don’t want from it, I just stare it in the face (Ha)
Coldest with the beat-beating
I miss the days when the streets earned something and then repeat it
Before the dollars and the diamonds on the collars and the Pradas
Gunplay was just another ghetto product (Oh, yeah)
[Rick Ross:]
Now, I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I been worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m makin’ women holler (Holler), I’m makin’ women holler (Holler)
Makin’ women holler (Holler)
[Torch:]
Picture me rollin’ in my five-fifty Benz
My life a movie, niggas actin’ like friends (Hi)
Just beat a case, ten million in the flesh
Give me auto in the auto when I’m riding through the jets
‘Cause I’m worth a million dollars and I’m lookin’ like I feel
Nervous feels on the coupe, cookin’ up like Anne-Marie
No capeel for my dawg, I got shot up forty years (Forty years?)
Got the chains talkin’, just a ho, just the tears
So these necklaces is comin’ fast (Fast), my mama nervous
Need some head searching through the trash (Trash), somebody workin’
Paranoid ain’t the word, send a text before you call (Before you call)
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto, a thousand on my arm (Yeah)
Judge a man, lookin’ at his company
I talk with Hov (Uh-huh), and I break bread with Ross monthly
Ten niggas (Niggas), in low-riders (Riders)
In ski masks, screaming “Cartel” every time we pass, like flag (Ooh)
[Rick Ross:]
Now, I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I been worth a million dollars, I been worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m ridin’ through the ghetto and I’m worth a million dollars
I’m makin’ women holler (Holler), I’m makin’ women holler (Holler)
Makin’ women holler (Holler)
You gotta understand the feeling baby (Oh, yeah)
It’s like comin’ to the crap game, clearin’ ’em out (Ooh)
Nigga done came up, feel me? (I’m ridin’)
Now I’m a billionaire, big boss
Let’s say I’m comin’ down on some shit that I
I paid four hundred thousand for
I paid that with a smile (I’m ridin’)
I’m comin’ down, mines be all I drive
It’s all the way live
Boss about, boss, and I love to floss (Oh)
It ain’t even that deep (I’m ridin’)
You gotta follow close (Oh, yeah)
When I saw that PF Changs we can do some thangs (Oh)
I’m a real nigga though
Ha, we the best, so fresh (I’m ridin’, ooh)
I’m higher than a motherfucker man
And I’m trilla, trilla, trilla (I’m ridin’)
