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Song title: M.o.p. - Ride With Us

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Firing squad nigga
Firing squad!
Uh, first family
Top notch nigga
Bd, uh

[billy danze]
I used to have so much confidence in myself
But now my game is changed and my pains been felt
My hands been dealt, but it was a missed deal
And words wont express the way a man william feel
I came up with them thugs, I grew up in that mud
Got my hands covered in blood, to stay above
The world (to see a better day)
Please my children need, and I cant find a fuckin way
What can I say, ima stressed ghetto soldier
Im shell shocked from a back block off saratoga
Remember what I told ya, Im thirsty now
In fact I feel like everybodys out to hurt me now
Roll wit me now, am I the only cat that never see the
M slash o dash p on your tv and the
Industry keep fucking wit me
So I brought my cousins wit me
>from now on they gon be thuggin wit me
Eyes and ears nigga, blunts and beers nigga
For months and years it been blood, sweat and tears
Nigga, raise your metal for firing squad royalty
First family, royalty, holla!

Chorus 2x: fame and bill danze
How 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 fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck !! ha ha!

[lil fame]
This is only the beginning, you aint know one was comin
Stand face to me, no more runnin
Back from hell, the dramatic, automatic
Rap track flippin acrobatic
Yo we been in this game for damn near a whole decade
To the death, til the firng squad, cop the next tape
Brownsville slugger, knucka up in the house
Had a rumble with the grim reaper, knuckled it out
This aint for you big willies, this is for my small paws
Thuggin, wit guns in they draws
Go against the grain, break all laws
And keep a bitch wit him, wit drugs in her bra
Brooklyn, brainiest, blast
Aint nothing changed since that nigga been past
Sound, pound, make you wanna bark
Specialized by firing squad, the underdogs, cmon!

Chorus 2x

[billy danze]
(its the firing squad assassins)
Ghetto blastin
Operation ran by your man toucan dance for thug fashion
(criminal passion) top of the line
Its unneccessary, buries, but we still manage to shine
(take a life son) fuck that!
You know the verdict your only a soldier duke but dont get murdered
You heard I was, raised with the elements
Its william, and if you feel him then dont fuck with my intelligence
Im 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 me
I heard you wanna hit me, split me, murder me
So i, regulate, designate, demonstrate
Blow back you fools wit tools, set em straight
What you want nigga, hah, what its gon be
Ima be leavin you leakin with clip in the palmy
Ima son of a gun, a automatic 4 5th
Gun shots let off for my dogs, leave your boy stiff
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
Play a part fore you fuck around and start a war here
(we bust back) collapse, Im rated r
Bringin it real strong cuz you niggas still gon hit me pa
Yall want me, come find me motherfucker

Chorus 2x

Heh heh, how many niggas
Ride wit us
Can you ride
Firing squad nigga
Yeah! wit us!
First family, murder
Top notch nigga
You know the rules of the motherfucking game
Cmon!