Fiend - Do You Wanna Be A Rider? Lyrics
Chorus: fiend (repeat 2x)Do you wanna be a rider?Yeah, I wanna be a riderAre you ready for the power?Yeah, Im in there for the powerGot cha gat right beside ya?They must evolve in powerDo you work by the hour?Then the deal must be sour[fiend]Im a livin, breathin murder topic, but in the ghetto makin salesLeaving bloody trails, loving that gunpowder smellMy type about to bring hell boy, flames to where you liveMy though, lickin it, got it initiative and jump in get your kidIts my word after the mid, she did that bit on your liveThough, blame it on christ, we can happen and denyI get the cappin for the strise, have a toastin like the hawkAnd control as the evil men do, as if they was a cupChorus 2x[magic]Picture my mind is full of wicked thoughts, unleash the beastsWhere you niggas that appose me? may yall rest in peaceI defied and lost man kind, so father forgive meBut its this thug in me got me want me kill my enemyWill I pay for all the pain that I can cause these families?Unable to control myself, Im pleadin in insanityIm beggin for my lives cause Im hated for deathI watch my step and now learn to appreciate every repI was born a killer, Ive been rejected from societyFiends on my side, so none of you niggas can ever bother meI try to be a better image for my familyBut Im a sin, so they label me a mutha*****in riderChorus 2x[prime suspects]Murder, murder, wonder was the victim I caught slippin?Now Im trippin, so drop thatIm having flag, best to get popped atHarrassed at a nigga in black, he did the capHes blamed it to the states and I can tell you what happenedCheck my jacket, you gon find slow frangin and branginPain to the family or the nigga named raymondGot the habit, been down to ride from day 1 ( uno)Death blow to the full of the made oneWhat you know about the powder to the powder, hour after hourOn the block, with the glock *****ers, dills go sourHit you in your headache spot with my heat releasePrime suspects keeps the heat cuz we ridersChorus 2x[lil gotti gambino]Im stuck with these mob ties and a matter of die surviveLook in my eyes, determination did shine niggaIm out to get mine, 45, my waist lineI waited for my time, gotti, Im down to rideAlias forgive me, for the sins who commitBut these ***** niggas are bout to be dealt withIm out for show, ***** told me, gun up for show. hundred round drumNiggas Im bustin for fun, make it blood runDuckin for fun, I live my life on the runBut keep my eyes in the pride, cuz if I slip and I dieSo niggas, Im down to ride wit cha, get high wit cha[fiend]Because it no limit[lil gotti gambino]Get ready to die wit chaChorus 2x
