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Ride On (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on lady I’m your monkey
Yes the organ grinder’s getting weird

Will our last dollar bill be dragged from the sand
Of another man’s land?
Another man riding on another man’s dream
April come on our blue farm

They may issue
I don’t want to miss you
I’m going to blitz you
I don’t want to miss you
I put you on my list you
I put you on my list you

Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on lady I’m your monkey
Yes the organ grinder’s getting wet
Ride On

Will our last dollar bill be dragged from the sand
Of another man’s land?
Another man riding on another man’s dream
Seen in the doorway is the bedroom alight
Lucky is the strike
It’s alright
Just caught you playing with a light

I may issue
I don’t want to miss you
I’m going to blitz you
I don’t want to miss you
I put you on my list you
I put you on my list you

April come on our blue farm
I may issue
I don’t want to miss you
I’m going to blitz you
I don’t want to miss you
I put you on my list you
I put you on my list you

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Ride On (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But i ain’t too young to worry
And i ain’t too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain’t too young to admit it
And i’m not too old to lie
I’m just another empty head

That’s why i’m lonely
I’m so lonely
But i know what i’m gonna do –

I’m gonna ride on
Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days i’m gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then i’ll just keep dragging on

Broke another promise
And i broke another heart
But i ain’t too young to realize
That i ain’t too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And it’s another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And i ain’t too old to hurry
Cause i ain’t too old to die
But i sure am hard to beat

But i’m lonely
Lord i’m lonely
What am i gonna do –

Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days

Ride on
Ride on
I’m gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on

Ride On (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But I ain’t too young to worry
And I ain’t too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain’t too young to admit it
And I’m not too old to lie
I’m just another empty head

That’s why I’m lonely
I’m so lonely
But I know what I’m gonna do –

I’m gonna ride on
Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days I’m gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then I’ll just keep dragging on

Broke another promise
And I broke another heart
But I ain’t too young to realize
That I ain’t too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And it’s another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And I ain’t too old to hurry
Cause I ain’t too old to die
But I sure am hard to beat

But I’m lonely
Lord I’m lonely
What am I gonna do –

Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days

Ride on
Ride on
I’m gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on

Ride On (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It’s another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But i ain’t too young to worry
And i ain’t too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain’t too young to admit it
And i’m not too old to lie
I’m just another empty head

That’s why i’m lonely
I’m so lonely
But i know what i’m gonna do –

I’m gonna ride on
Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days i’m gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then i’ll just keep dragging on

Broke another promise
And i broke another heart
But i ain’t too young to realize
That i ain’t too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And it’s another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And i ain’t too old to hurry
Cause i ain’t too old to die
But i sure am hard to beat

But i’m lonely
Lord i’m lonely
What am i gonna do –

Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days

Ride on
Ride on
I’m gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on

Ride on (Letra)

Gamma Ray

Gamma Ray

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

True you ride the finest horse
I’ve ever seen
Standing sixteen one or two
With eyes wild and green
You ride the horse so well
Hands light to the touch
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to

Ride on, see you
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to

Ride on, see you
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to

When you ride into the night
Without out a trace behind
Run your claw along my gush
One last time
I turn to face an empty space
Where you used to lie
And look for the spark that lights the night
Through the teardrop in my eye

Ride on, see you
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to
Ride on, see you
I could never go with you
No matter how I wanted to

Ride On (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

So u think it ain’t right
The way i give mine
And what you describe
Well let me tell u like this
When i didn’t have nothing
There weren’t nobody giving me nothing
So i had to make something happen
The only way i know how
Was probably go down
¡®cos everybody was singin’ and rappin’
I get my ride on

(chorus)
Ride on (ride on) with all of my niggas
So what u hear me say
Right one, ¡®cos it’s ¡®bout to get bigger
But i still gotto ride on
To get up on top
¡®cos he told me not to leave it a lot
That must keep lights on

I was reading in the paper yesterday
Say they cleaning up the streets around my way
To many niggas on the corner
Couldn’t make no money if u wonna
And not one time riding through everyday
So i’m thinking like
Things ¡®bout to get a whole lot better
Black 64 with a truck full of chedder
Picture my homies all born in the ghetto
With a packet off iceburg sweat
Listen to me
When my mama stop working
I can stop this shit
But until that day u gotta deal with this
I told y’all i’m a stay real with this
Still make a couple mil with this

(chorus)

(rap by lil’ wayne)

On good times this stuff
Is often meter
Warn your people
Wayne is a walking heater
Flames all over
The game"s all over
I told y’all niggas
Now your reigns all over
Listen, don’t play with me
That’s ¡®cos i strap up quick
But holla tips
And glack clips
And my niggas they don’t spray quickly
Thats ¡®cos i kiss my ride on
It time to kill niggas ¡®cos the lights on
Bandana tied on
Plant em over ice
Ten i brick the price
It’s raw with no slice
I’m duckin’ blue and whites
And yellow drive presser
Guns off my dresser
Set ¡®em on my leather
See i just told ¡®m to ride like that
So i’m a be like that
Thats how i get come weaziwee like that
I’m from the streets like that
And on these streets i’m gonna die
The g-code is what we live by
For every buy

(chorus)