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Ride or Die

Game

G-Unit Radio, Pt. 5: All Eyez on Us

2007

money is the code of the streets
Live by it, and they say the hotter the bullets, the colder the streets
Like the older the hammer, the older the beef

the rockets 
That lil bitch she choosing I hit her like rocky 
Bands in my pocket she told me I’m wilding 
Don’t take off my jeans bc I know she robbin

do nothin to stop it
Bitch I just live by the muhfuckin bottle
I hop in the whip and i'm going full throttle
I'm leaving him shook and i'm leaving him

Sound of Harlem in the rain
Sane now, bottle here to blame
Night owl, diamonds in the pond
Wife now, widow by the dawn light
Widow by the dawn

Red

G's 

I'm out here in LA dog
 
This a different beast

I been did Miami boy

Place is old to me 

Careless bout' a old ting

Shorty dead to me,

You

know what's gotten into me damn 
Mustve be the Hennessy 
Rest In Peace my enemies yea 
They either really dead or simply dead to me uh
Should've been

I be down to ride with that rocket and get ‘em gone

I can't let to many of people inside my home

Remember what they done me those memories never

The cemetery really full of all our dead homies
We used to bust down Rollo's, so put ice on they headstones
And look over they kids before they grow up like you

a headcase
20, 000 poppin out the rubber
Band nigga all dead face
I remember nights when my dog told me that
He used to want the red Wraith
Now we pissing

when I see the ops I still don't slow down
Caught by the cops with my meat out, not even a joke that was me though
Took all the dogs downtown
Got opps

of bottle rockets
Oh, the way he spun his butterfly
Risked all six his phalanges
With a bag of tangerines in his back pockets
And the method with which
He

tho pull yo card like its Hi-Lo
A psycho I got em side tracked by the sideshow
Jet speed skate like I think I'm Wayne Gretzky
Jet Li kick it ride

rockets
So watch how I come out stomping
And conquer the kind of problems
That stopped you from having commas
I'm taking this game too far
So just look

by my tomb but nobody will stay
Hope its a dream but i'm feeling the pain

I'm too dead to live
too dead to die

bottle
Name Nada
Shaun Bands
Y'all alive but we living
It's a difference
Yeah it's different nigga
You can't comprehend be it
No pretending
Fuck the fraud

Mannn
It's like no matter
What I do or give
I can never get it right
This sucks
I don't get why
I go try try
Bottle feelings up
Until they spilling

dream I can't picture me stopping
Remember walking through the streets
Hand glued up onto my rocket
See the real from the fake, when police try get us

the
Yard and do hard labor
Got your memory scarred but you
Gon' remember this all later
Don't worry at all player
Its all saved on your Sega memory card data

is dead

She was walking in her sleep-

What are you saying?!

She had sent her maid away
As was her custom, i understand

No! No!

She walked to her

of Christ better cross that
She calling me daddy ion want that
She down by the door like the dog back
She buss on the floor for the dog tag
That P too dirty

tonight

When the rockets come out and sun drowns
See me get down in pounds and rounds
Come around and come catch hands
Let's fuckin dance I'm livin lit

get up in it construction no limit
Pin it like a cat in a dog fight
We gone get it on tonight
For all y'all who put up the wall to stall
But didn't

Future

DJ Khaled

We The Best Forever [Clean Version]

2011

nigga like a 7B
Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
Yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
Dead faces keep my money in the body bag

treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by the truckload
Latest album with my dogs but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride,