Ridin Slow
Bun B Lyrics

R.I.P. Guru
A tribute to the legendary rapper from Gang Starr who passed away

GangStarr 4 Life
Acknowledgement of the Gang Starr legacy and their impact on the hip-hop culture

Goddamn, Primo!
A shoutout to DJ Premier who is producing the track and his incredible talent

Long time comin', baby
The alliance of legends from the South and DJ Premier is a long-awaited event for the fans

History in the making
The collaboration of these artists is a significant event that will be remembered for years to come

It's goin down, talk to 'em, Preem
DJ Premier is urged to speak and take over with his signature production

"Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin' wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin' down, baby" "My mic is loud and my production is tight" - [Big L] "We run shit!" "I ain't playin witchu!"
Repetitive affirmation that the artists are working with DJ Premier, who is known for his impeccable production skills, and they are running the game

Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit that?
Bun B is on the mic, and DJ Premier on the track is an unbeatable combination representing the South, and not many can challenge them

And what can fuck wit this? I take shots and don't fuckin miss First on your baby mama bucket list
Bun B takes shots at anyone who tries to compete with him and brags about being a desirable choice for women

You on some sucka shit, might as well suck a dick 'Cause you bein a bitch just for the fuck of it
He calls out people who act like cowards, and it would be better if they just submitted to him already

And when I fuckin' spit, niggaz get to tuckin' shit Tryna duck down wherever they can fuckin' get They better ask somebody 'Fore I have big truck pass the shotty and blast somebody, bitch!
Bun B's lyrics are so powerful that it can scare his opponents, and he warns that he has a shotgun that he can use if needed

Mastered the flow, the gun and the hand game Now I'm resurrectin' a real nigga campaign Fake ass niggaz, we snatch 'em out the damn rain Take they damn chain, hit 'em with the damn thang Bang! Now that's what happen when the trigger blow
He has mastered lyrics, and also he is vicious with his guns, and he is on the mission to bring back the era of real artists and weed out the fakes as he threatens to snatch their chains

The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit that? And who can fuck wit me? You not built up I'll break ya bitch-ass down and leave you filled up
The South is represented strongly, and he challenges anyone who can go against him, and he threatens to destroy them completely

see that's how blood gets spilled up, 'cause you all grilled up And got the hammer on you, but it's still tucked 'Cause you scared to pull it, even mo' scared to POP You ain't a gangsta, you need to stop
He ridicules people who are trying to act tough and warns that they better get ready to use their weapons because he will make them pay if they are bluffing

I'm a type of nigga pull up at a evening spot Squeeze and pop niggaz 'til they weave and drop, ock!
He reveals his violent side and shows how he can quickly take down his enemies without warning

When I get to (Gladiatin') on haters like Leonidas Niggaz gonna have to admit that he the tightest
He compares himself to the famous warrior Leonidas from 300 and boasts of his superiority, both in battling other rappers and in general

You talk a big game mayne, but mine's bigger bro Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know!
He dismisses anyone who pretends to be great but never lives up to it, and he calls on DJ Premier to amplify his voice and make them know who's boss

And who can fuck wit us? Better bring your mic game Mike Jordon, Mike Tyson, Big Mike mayne
He reassures his crew's superiority and challenges anyone to step up with their best game and also name-drops legendary names for emphasis

Big dough, big flow, big fight game Take you out the zone, put you in the right frame Take you out yo home, middle of the night mayne Wrap you up tight, put yo' ass on the night train
He shows his dominance again, not only rapping better but also earning more and fighting better, and he casually threatens to kidnap anyone any time of the day but assures them that he has the right plan for them

That's right mayne, and it's the right time In the right game to get rich like a white mayne Tryna see how much paper that I might gain While I still keep it trill in what I write, mayne
He acknowledges that this is the time to shine and shows that while he wants to earn as much money as white people, he still tries to keep his lyrics authentic

Yeah, so let's see who we could trouble most By hittin these haters with a double dose Toast! We got it locked like a figure-fo' Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin' nigga know!
He shows their unity and strength and says they are ready to wreck anyone who causes them trouble and urges DJ Premier to keep enhancing their power

PA to PV, nigga Bun Beeda, DJ Premier Legends, in the, game You don't know? Now you know, bitch!
He shows where he came from, who he is working with, acknowledges his and DJ Premier's legend status and concludes his superiority by dismissing his critics's poor knowledge of him

Threw ya hoe-ass around, while real niggaz come down Hah! Yeaaah!
He concludes by tarnishing his rival's reputation and celebrates their win while welcoming his real niggaz to the South

Premo, I was waitin on that shit, nigga I been waitin' on this shit since "DJ Premier was in Deep Concentration" Hahaha, my motherfuckin' nigga Love you, boy Real rap shit, real nigga shit We gone!
A shoutout from Bun B to DJ Premier, who he has been wanting to work with for a long time, praises his legendary status and creative talent, and concludes the song with admiration.