Lyrics:
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
inches and stepped off the half ounce I was standing on
My regular customer and I were out by the gas pump smoking a joint at three in the morning
From
to pass
End up locked up on Alcatraz
Hook:
You can ride with the crips you can ride with the bloods;
Either way you ride for us
You can kill with
I swear it kill em on the inside
Every time I ride by
Cuz they a’int wanna see me up
I swear it kill em on the inside
Every time I ride by
Cuz they
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
blocks by the Interstate
Fuck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with
when it comes
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, "Murder Most Foul"
talk slick he gon' slide like oil
I'm not alone blood I thought I told you
I got the gang (ooo weee)
And they gonna ride for me (ride)
I'm a take care
it off in no time
Oh my, did it on my own, no cosign
45, devil in disguise, free dope trial
West side, ride 'em off 3rd avenue
Go at us, have your
[Mack 10]
Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
You ready Eiht?
[MC Eiht]
Yeah, c'mon
[Mack 10]
I was born to ride, banging,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
lives
They had 9 shots, and they hit
Now I'm ghosting, while they boasting
Till I shoot my shot and it click click click
They driven by bringing us down
(Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one)
[Juvenile]
Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas
Three sons have I, and they
ride by my side--The fierce,
The black and the wicked are
their names--we ride down my
enemies on their half-hearted
[Mack 10]
Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
You ready Eiht?
[MC Eiht]
Yeah, c'mon
[Mack 10]
I was born to ride, banging,
the pockets and all the jewelry
Glass shattering, blastin, niggas scatterin
Scat, takin three to four to the back
I'm back motherfucker, live broadcast
Show
to feel her
I start going low, you can call me Gothita
I'm her Nidoran and she my Nidorina
She talking 'bout pussy I might need to beat up
Inches by inches
Down the rabbit hole into the wishing well
Down the consciousness into a new blood cell
Down the barrel of a gun to a rebel
Down the bullet holes
they see
I made it out
They still stuck in
Ride by my old hood
So they see
Me 3rd time
Not in the same foreign
Now they hand out
Now they want clout
Now
Yeah, Ok
Don't know bout my whip game though, hahaha,
Give em' a brief overview dawg uno what i'm sayin,
I'm from Florida, I gotte get a ride
have sex with it or leave it alone
3-D Jesus by my bedside
Talks to me when it's late at night
I thought I left you in Sri Lanka
Working the desk
percs
Like I'm a laundromat be free
I feel like yeat cuz I hit the (bell)
I invented this turban shit
Got me the dior and she ride my dick
Its 3 inches
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