How many niggaz, wanna ride Fuck with me, it'll be a tonight I'ma make me a motherfucker, slide And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out
Back in 1994, I use to all the time Instead of a woman, Ro had making on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and a thang changed I'm fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains hang Nigga Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my nigga Fuck over us, and you'll be for your life my nigga I garuntee, that you will it (cause I'm a motherfucking fool with my hand tool, and I'm not 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, will leave a with broken bones United together, As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, brandish my Baretta So one mo' one mo' murder, one mo' homicide Challenge my authority, and show you how to ride
Mo City motherfucker, run and 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 route Until I'm paid, living in the is hard So I take I need, and seek forgiveness of the Lord Can I get a blessing, is stressing me out But when I open fire, seem they be helping me out And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be bumping Clear the lot, ain't 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 streets It ain't no hiding the shadow of death, it's do or die Go to war a killa, and I'ma show you how to ride
I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to Let a motherfucker disrespect me, I'ma a motherfucker how to slide (hoping some of that, I will lose it Got a firearm, and I'm to use it) first, and never ask questions later on This life I'm living, one day you here the day you gone Become a memory fucking me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line Fuck what they going through, they gon me mine A ton and a half, of me alone Coming at me your members too nervous, to see me alone Where the real at, where the real niggaz at Cause these coward motherfuckers, got me my back And everytime, I woop a ass I gotta 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 Come and see me motherfucker, I'ma show you how to
(*talking*) How many wanna ride tonight, fucking with Z-Ro It's fa sho, to be a tonight I be damned, if I let a motherfucker get out of with me And I don't pull his co-tail, fuck around and slap the shit out a Bitch you back-back, give me fifty Mo' fifty feet though, bitch you better give me fifty mo'fucking kilometers Give me fifty miles mo'fucker, you don't wanna be me man When my face frown up, cause your ass'll be face up from the ground up Feel me R.I.P., in peace hoe ass niggaz