Ride

Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, that probably Tago Uh, I'ma ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe Niggas pickin' sides, and these nigga switchin' sides I promise I'ma ride We can't spare, bullets flyin' You had the red light, his mama still can't stop from cryin' And my chain fell out my pocket, it ain't no way I'll drop a dime I know Raytroy had it good, he never had to see a homicide (?) ain't see his brother die, he ain't feel my pain He don't know my mama couldn't pay the light bill and I felt that pain When Mark had died he wasn't breakin' a dollar, but I tried to help 'em change Interrogatin', I still won't crack even if if I was on cocaine Got this shit from out the projects, ain't no silver spoons The morning after the night we slide, the only time we watch the news I wanna comment on a nigga's picture, but I just keep it cool I know them pussy niggas bitches, and they know it too, that's why I'm confused I was thuggin', gettin' money when I was in school Went to sellin' packs from jackin', then made rappin' cool Lookin' up to rich niggas, let me rock they jewels Got the game from real steppers, that's why I walk with tools Never let these bitches knock me off my pivot DM her best friend, I'm tryna get up in her Rapping like a expert but I just be pilin' up dough, I'm finished Two thousand on all my denim, I'm always working, I'm never chillin' Make a killing off a killing, put a million on his head Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds Give a fuck about 'he say, she say' I don't wanna hear about what they say Then she fuck me, said keep all the pints I'm through with sippin' red I'ma ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe Niggas pickin' sides, and these niggas switchin' sides I promise I'ma ride We can't spare, bullets flyin' You had the red light, his mama still can't stop from cryin' And my chain fell out my pocket, it ain't no way I'll drop a dime I know Raytroy had it good, he never had to see a homicide I come from the bottom like the curb do Got 'em in they feelings, it's so personal Ride with that fire, can't let 'em swerve you Gotta watch your own back, can't let 'em hurt you Shooters on the roof, let 'em murk you And I, treat 'em like my son, like I birth you When I was runnin' through the street, it was on curfew And all them times I held him down, I coulda murked you Before I went and did my time in the feds I was skippin' school, that's where I hide with lil' set I was trappin' on Sunset, on the hill I couldn't beg Keep that fire by my side, you know I ain't scared You know how I'm prepared I'ma ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe Niggas pickin' sides, and these niggas switchin' sides I promise I'ma ride We can't spare, bullets flyin' You had the red light, his mama still can't stop from cryin' And my chain fell out my pocket, it ain't no way I'll drop a dime I know Raytroy had it good, he never had to see a homicide Hit a one-way, went to school, that's the only way to go We stopped goin' to football practice, we found another way to score See, I'm tired of seein' my niggas in dirt but they ain't from Chicago And bih died sober, shootin' dice, he always sayin' I'm high-low And my nigga who went to snortin' coke, I remember pourin' up in Fantas Asking God why they tagged Geek, I don't ever get no answers I be wanting to get my bros out the slammer, but they ain't like Tyson Chandler They play today we gon' knock they lights off, and watch 'em put down candles I'ma ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe Niggas pickin' sides, and these niggas switchin' sides I promise I'ma ride, yeah