Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ride 4 My , by - Beanie Sigel. Song from the album The Truth, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.1999
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Ride 4 My |
| Ayo |
| Feel this shit right here |
| All my block niggas, gimme a second dogs I got us I swear to God |
| Feel this shit right here |
| Aiyyo, from Boyz II Men to the End of the Road |
| Yo we boys to the end never bendin the code |
| You got me, I got you till our souls grow old |
| He shot you, he shot me, how we supposed to roll |
| I take a shot for my nigga gimme two to the ribs |
| Run a spot for my nigga, while you doin your bid |
| Fuck a step pop your seeds gonna know who you is |
| I get it through to your wiz that it’s due to the kids |
| For my dog, I swear to God I’ll sit in a box |
| Gimme three hots and a cot before I snitch to the cops |
| Six foot ditch pine box covered with rocks |
| Tombstone read hed die for the love of his block |
| Know what I want in my life I want for my brother |
| Know what I want for my wife I want for my mother |
| It ain’t a question on what I would do for my squad |
| Ask yourself if you really true to your squad |
| I’mma ride with my niggas |
| Die with my niggas |
| Get high with my niggas |
| Flip pies with my niggas |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky |
| Till my number get called and God shut my eyes |
| We gon ride 95 till it ain’t no gas |
| Flip and divide pies till it ain’t no cash |
| And til the computers crash, and the dough on plastic |
| Everything in our path, go through and smash it |
| Put our niggas over bitches, niggas over riches |
| Niggas over drugs for my niggas I get slugs |
| I know my niggas thugs for my niggas I shed blood |
| My niggas y’all don’t owe me shit, just show me love |
| I’mma get us out these streets, help our family eat |
| Move us out the hoods, put us in the Woods |
| Gimme just a second my flow ain’t yet perfected |
| But damn when it is, shit the winner is |
| I speak the truth don’t take this here as no song |
| Till I’m gray at the roots and my beard grow long |
| It’s me and you ride or die let’s weather the storm |
| Take on the world playboy whatever it’s on |
| I took bread with my niggas, spot rushed for funds |
| Took lead with my niggas, and we bust our guns |
| I shook feds with my niggas, knew where to duck and run |
| Ain’t care, where and when and who the fuck would come |
| We knew we’d ride till the day we die, till the day I fry |
| Told y’all till I touch the sky |
| We gon roll, gon flip, touch them pies |
| Know if I got the six you can touch the five |
| For my true block niggas I’mma spark for them |
| I get shot a million times lay in chalk for them |
| Gimme that 5 by 8 where it’s dark and grim |
| I give anything to see my dog walk again |
| You can trust me with your wife, trust me with your kids |
| Trust me with your life, trust me where you live |
| Nobody know but me, you, and God |
| Your seed, your girl, mom and my word is my bond |