Ride With Us - M.o.p.
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Ride With Us Lyrics
Firing Squad nigga, Firing Squad
'First Family', top notch nigga, BDI used to have so much confidence in myself
But now my game is changed and my pain's been felt
My hand's been dealt but it was a missed deal
And words won't express the way a man William feelI came up with them thugs, I grew up in that mud
Got my hands covered in blood, to stay
Above the world
(To see a better day)
Please my children need and I can't find a fuckin' wayWhat can I say, I'ma stressed ghetto soldier
I'm shell shocked from a back block off Saratoga
Remember what I told ya, I'm thirsty now
In fact I feel like everybody's out to hurt me nowRoll wit me now, am I the only cat that never see
The M slash O dash P on your TV and the Industry
Keep fucking wit me, so I brought my cousins wit me
From now on they gon' be thuggin' wit meEyes and ears, nigga, blunts and beers, nigga
For months and years it been Blood, Sweat and Tears
Nigga, raise your metal for Firing Squad royalty
'First Family', royalty, hollaHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckThis is only the beginning, you ain't know one was comin'
Stand face to me, no more runnin'
Back from hell, the dramatic, automatic
Rap track flippin' acrobaticYo we been in this game for damn near a whole decade
To the death 'til the Firing Squad, cop the next tape
Brownsville slugger, knucka up in the house
Had a rumble with the Grim Reaper, knuckled it outThis ain't for you big willies, this is for my small paws
Thuggin' wit guns in they draws
Go against the grain, break all laws
And keep a bitch wit him, wit drugs in her braBrooklyn, brainiest, blast
Ain't nothing changed since that nigga been past
Sound, pound, make you wanna bark
Specialized by Firing Squad, the underdogs, c'monHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck(It's the Firing Squad assassins)
Ghetto blastin'
Operation' ran by your man toucan, dance for thug fashion
(Criminal passion)
Top of the line, it's unnecessary, buries but we still manage to shine
(Take a life son)
Fuck that
You know the verdict your only a soldier duke but don't get murderedYou heard I was raised with the elements, it's William
And if you feel him then don't fuck with my intelligence
I'm from the Ville
(That's home)
I holds my own being that my father's reflection have connectedAnd roam, blow 'em and check 'em wit chrome, have ya heard of me
I heard you wanna hit me, split me, murder me
So I, regulate, designate, demonstrate
Blow back you fools wit tools, set 'em straightWhat you want nigga? What it's gon' be?
I'ma be leavin' you leakin' with clip in the palmy
I'ma son of a gun, a automatic 4 5th
Gun shots let off for my dogs, leave your boy stiffGhetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
Play a part 'fore you fuck around and start a war here
(We bust back)
Collapse, I'm rated R, bringin' it real strong 'cuz you niggas
Still gon' hit me pa, y'all want me, come find me motherfuckerHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
How many niggas came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buckHow many niggas, ride wit us, can you ride? Firing Squad nigga
Yeah, wit us, 'First Family', murder, top notch nigga
You know the rules of the motherfucking game, c'mon