How many niggaz, wanna ride with me, it'll be a homicide tonight I'ma me a motherfucker, slide tonight And put a on his pimping, ride out tonight
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the Instead of a woman, Ro had money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a changed I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to brains hang Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my over us, and you'll be looking for your life my nigga I garuntee, that you will it (cause I'm a motherfucking fool my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it) everyday, a nigga be busting for fun When I be clutching my guns, get stuck in they lungs Who that talking down on the compound, they smoking on Mo City inner-circle, leave a bitch with broken bones together, forever As long as Little J me the go-ahead, I'ma brandish my Baretta So one mo' one mo' murder, one mo' homicide Challenge my authority, and show you how to ride
Mo motherfucker, run and hide I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one The leaving no remainders, I display myself And put my mask on up in my glass house, like a receiver on my cash Until I'm paid, living in the is hard So I take what I need, and seek of the Lord Can I get a blessing, is stressing me out But when I open fire, seem like they be me out And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still Clear the parking lot, nobody left but I'm still dumping (automatic twin bitches, out the I be tripping on that cousin, and that endo) In a of my own my nigga, I'm a G in these streets And if you looking for me bitch, I'ma be in these It ain't no from the shadow of death, it's do or die Go to war with a killa, and I'ma show you how to
I'ma you motherfuckers, how to ride Let a motherfucker disrespect me, I'ma a motherfucker how to slide (hoping some of that, cause I lose it Got a firearm, and I'm to use it) Shoot first, and never ask questions on life I'm living, one day you here the next day you gone Become a memory with me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line Fuck what going through, they gon give me mine A ton and a half, of me alone Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me Where the real at, where the real niggaz at Cause these coward motherfuckers, got me watching my And everytime, I a nigga's ass I watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a bitch nigga blast I'm on my P's and Q's, at all and see me motherfucker, I'ma show you how to ride
(*talking*) How niggaz wanna ride tonight, fucking with Z-Ro fa sho, to be a homicide tonight I be damned, if I let a motherfucker get out of with me And I don't pull his co-tail, around and slap the shit out a motherfucker you better back-back, give me fifty Mo' than feet though, bitch you better give me fifty mo'fucking kilometers Give me fifty miles mo'fucker, you don't be around me man my face frown up, cause your bitch ass'll be face up from the ground up Feel me R.I.P., rest in peace hoe ass