Lyrics:
Who ride?
We Ride!
Who ride
We Ride!
On three we ride,
1 2 3 we ride!
1 2 3 we ride!
Beat up on yo pads, come on lill homie go on beat
we holding up the spot (hit 'em up)
We gon' get it goin' even if y'all don't be knowing
(Y'all don't be knowing)
'Cause this shit that we throwing
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Nigga 'bout to run up in your house in a jiff
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in
I'm too smart for these cats
While they makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for permission to hit 'em
He don't
it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto'
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
might be walking blindfold into a typhoon
I might be seeing rockets light up the night sky
Right outside of the window of my living room
And if they do
Tell me what they mad fo'
Can you hear me now? Ayy
Ayy, ridin' around in my Jeep
Bumpin' that 2Pac (ayy, ayy)
I'm walkin' around in my hood
Cocked back
to
A base-head cleaned up his act
He stopped smoking crack and took his soul back
Decided, he could find a much better way to live
You know the way, positive
hip-hop hooray
My hands in the sky, I wave 'em from side to side
My feet on the floor, I'm 'bout to turn up now
I'm in the club high off purp' with
holding up the spot
(hit 'em up)
We gon' get it goin' even if y'all don't be knowing
"Y'all don't be knowing"
'Cause this shit that we throwing get you
(Killa)
[Chorus: x 2]
At night I think of you (dipset dipset)
I want to be ya lady baby
If ya game is on give me a call boo (Call Me Up)
If ya love
Say it (Hit 'em), goddamn
(Hit 'em) Goddamn
(Hit 'em) Goddamn, say it, Lord
(Hit 'em), goddamn, yeah
(Hit 'em) Goddamn (watch it, hit 'em
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
time we hit the charts niggas shoot up like a 'feign (Unn)
Stuntin' like we printin' money wit' machines
Which you see me wavin' Visorone Constantine
Pssh, man, I need a lighter, man (right here)
Yeah, what's up, Slim? (What's crackin'?)
Hit this shit (Shit, I almost hit this motherfucker today)
I've seen em all around the world
She looks into me
Looks right through me
[Chorus:]
Don't you know it hit me like a hammer
Hit me like a ton
get 'em up (who wants some)
You better get 'em up
I got ta get wit cha
Hit you with these things that I'm holdin'
Who wanna squab with the frozen
and Dr. Dre is at the do???/ It???s the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P/D O double G Y D O double G, ya see???
2Pac feat. Dr. Dre ???
on an LP
Take me to ER ASAP for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is 2Pac
it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit
The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he
, let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been
go ahead)
Movin', doin' it, you know
Can I count it off? (Go ahead)
One, two, three, four
Get up (get on up)
Get up (get on up)
Stay
let 'em know
All over town and
Live it up, live it up, live it up
No more putting it in the layaway
'Cause Boo I got the money today
Come
to 'em
Now what the fuck is an ounce? We smoking bout an LB
We don't even do the nine, sell it by the whole ki
And I'mma take this shit to trial, they got
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