M.o.p. - Ride With Us Lyrics
Firing squad niggaFiring squad!Uh, first familyTop notch niggaBd, uh[billy danze]I used to have so much confidence in myselfBut now my game is changed and my pains been feltMy hands been dealt, but it was a missed dealAnd words wont express the way a man william feelI came up with them thugs, I grew up in that mudGot my hands covered in blood, to stay aboveThe world (to see a better day)Please my children need, and I cant find a *****in wayWhat can I say, ima stressed ghetto soldierIm shell shocked from a back block off saratogaRemember what I told ya, Im thirsty nowIn fact I feel like everybodys out to hurt me nowRoll wit me now, am I the only cat that never see theM slash o dash p on your tv and theIndustry keep *****ing wit meSo I brought my cousins wit me>from now on they gon be thuggin wit meEyes and ears nigga, blunts and beers niggaFor months and years it been blood, sweat and tearsNigga, raise your metal for firing squad royaltyFirst family, royalty, holla!Chorus 2x: fame and bill danzeHow many niggas plan to ride wit us (ride wit us)How many niggas came to die wit us (die wit us)Pop shots nigga, we dont give a *****Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck !! ha ha![lil fame]This is only the beginning, you aint know one was cominStand face to me, no more runninBack from hell, the dramatic, automaticRap track flippin acrobaticYo we been in this game for damn near a whole decadeTo the death, til the firng squad, cop the next tapeBrownsville slugger, knucka up in the houseHad a rumble with the grim reaper, knuckled it outThis aint for you big willies, this is for my small pawsThuggin, wit guns in they drawsGo against the grain, break all lawsAnd keep a ***** wit him, wit drugs in her braBrooklyn, brainiest, blastAint nothing changed since that nigga been pastSound, pound, make you wanna barkSpecialized by firing squad, the underdogs, cmon!Chorus 2x[billy danze](its the firing squad assassins)Ghetto blastinOperation ran by your man toucan dance for thug fashion(criminal passion) top of the lineIts unneccessary, buries, but we still manage to shine(take a life son) ***** that!You know the verdict your only a soldier duke but dont get murderedYou heard I was, raised with the elementsIts william, and if you feel him then dont ***** with my intelligenceIm from the ville, (thats home)I holds my own being that my fathers reflection have connected and roam[lil fame]Blow em and check em wit chrome, have ya heard of meI heard you wanna hit me, split me, murder meSo i, regulate, designate, demonstrateBlow back you fools wit tools, set em straightWhat you want nigga, hah, what its gon beIma be leavin you leakin with clip in the palmyIma son of a gun, a automatic 4 5thGun shots let off for my dogs, leave your boy stiffGhetto warfare, heavy metal warfarePlay a part fore you ***** around and start a war here(we bust back) collapse, Im rated rBringin it real strong cuz you niggas still gon hit me paYall want me, come find me mother*****erChorus 2xHeh heh, how many niggasRide wit usCan you rideFiring squad niggaYeah! wit us!First family, murderTop notch niggaYou know the rules of the mother*****ing gameCmon!
