Lyrics:
Soul and my body were inseparable
[Chorus]
Ride wit u, lie wit u
I wanna move with u, move with u, move with u
I wanna fly with u, ride with u
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
lid, you was wit you slipped you slid
Got doo doo skids on my paper cause I got rhymes up the ass
If I pass gas, ducks fast or gets trimmed like
the same clip, an see,
you can get wit this, or you can get wit that,
you probably won't get wit this click, 'cause um, this where the gangsters at,
and potential
But I'm back from the depths, gettin' wild on instrumentals
I'm official
Pin stripes wit' the whistle
Been nice wit' the pencil
Big lights is my
Momma asked me! "Wassup wit Chu?"
You touched base with step 1 now wassup with 2
Whenever you come thru you bless em "Haa Chu" that's exactly why
Sit wit it... sit with the pain
Sit wit it let it run through your veins
Sit wit it... sit with the pain
Sit wit it... uh
Sitting by the tv
the same clip, an see,
you can get wit this, or you can get wit that,
you probably won't get wit this click, 'cause um, this where the gangsters at,
bang bang, fight in the lane
Dip Gang still ride with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive with the chain
You know who did it still grindin same
Now
girls cool but I come wit the blacks
On my youngboy man I come wit da stacks
We gonna ride around like it's 03'
See you girl do you know me
You was
want tha facts got to feed 'em the lies
Who else can have you swimming in wealth the blink of an eye?
Big trucks, gee rides, we fly, twenty-fo' won't
money
Thats my MO
Stayin laid by Meek
That's my MO
Nails done by Dee
That's my MO
I been about my business
That's my MO
I ain't wit that friendly shit
You
the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but what you doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me
Why
(the god just stepped in town)
Yeah baby just trip that body (come on down), and sing along wit me (come on)
I know you've been searchin' for someone
come by kid
'Cause I be up in the wide city wit I.G., Biiiitch
[Chorus]
It's murda, you know when we come
Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
wit'chu
Ohh, girl I'm talkin' front, back, side, side
I like how it's rollin'
You love how it rides you do
I know you do
But is that all I am to you (oh)
I been throwin seeds in the ground fuck wit me now, fuck wit me now
I been throwin seeds in the ground fuck wit me now, fuck wit me now
I been
youngsters
Who gon shake some how the fuck you say you
Trappin’ but ain’t make none?
I made a bag off this
Rappin’ who gon take some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my
clip that's about to explode
oh, you didn't know ?
it's dem boys dirty, dirty
act n wit dirty, dirty
he go by that bloody, bloody
six feet deep in
why I go there (yeah, yeah)
Like lettin you know where to buy the new Fat Joe gear (that's right)
Five sixty (five sixty) only the Squad ride with me
dawgs blankin' like instrumentals
We all bite it ain't incidental
You all bark it was never in you
Said you better shamon wit my bread then
Heard what
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
body all that
Ten toes baby yea
I ride by myself it's betta for my health
Ride by myself hard trusting someone else
This world get you knelt everybody
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