Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ride on Dem Bustas, artist - C-Murder. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Ride on Dem Bustas |
| Real nigga |
| Real nigga |
| Real nigga |
| Real nigga |
| Real motherfuckin nigga |
| (C-Murder — in background) |
| From the motherfucking Deadly Sounds |
| On to the motherfucking Beats By The motherfucking Pound |
| Nigga I walk with a real motherfuckin dirty gun |
| With a motherfucking round |
| Bitch! |
| Real niggas and we ride on them bustas |
| We some real niggas scream fuck them motherfuckers |
| I smoke weed, when my mind gone, I ain’t tripping |
| Bullets flipping, young nigga bout that hollow tippin' |
| Fliping Ki’s on the block, where them G’s at |
| Got them hoes sucking my dick till they knees crack |
| Drop top 6 all black with the black tints |
| I got them niggas pushing crack like a Mack 10 |
| A dollar short and I’m coming |
| Bout to have these fools running |
| Hundred rounds humming, bout to break em off something |
| Call my cousin Rock on the Mobile phone, he at home |
| Magnolia projects, straight from Clebourne |
| In the city, where the shitty niggas quick to give you |
| A ticket to the morgue (nigga) after they kill you |
| Fuck the penn, cause if I go again, I’m a rider |
| You never catch me slipping, I got my heater right beside, uh |
| Running from the cops, cause the law, I don’t trust ya |
| I’m a real nigga and I ride on them bustas, I’m a |
| (Magic) |
| What Shit!!! |
| I sick and I’m tired of all the fakers |
| Niggas be talking about they gonna keep it real |
| Nigga give me the strap and get in the back |
| This shits is about to get real!!! |
| (Ch Ch Chh) |
| I came here a head-buster, a dome-crusher |
| They founded out I can rap and they told me put down the strap ands |
| Now I’m getting paper screaming 9th WARD |
| I real in this shit, I took it in blood its tatted on my arm |
| So now when I ride I take the nine with (nine with me) |
| It don’t take less than 2.5 to get me (Ha ha ha) |
| I’m with C, I’m with Serv, and we smoking on some herb |
| Contiplating on how to get cha, cause you done struck a nerve |
| Who gone ride with me (my niggas) |
| Who gone die with me (my niggas) |
| Who gone bust at these cowards with me |
| Who gone ride with me (my niggas), I’m a |
| (Mr. Serv On) |
| Now Ke’Noe religious ass lay this fire ass motherfucking track |
| Oughta spare ride on you motherfuckers (ride) |
| But I got a little something to take to these motherfuckers |
| You them niggas them bullet suckers (bitch ass) |
| You know them niggas that say they ain’t scared to die |
| But they’ll take a bullet? |
| (Come On, You Scared) |
| Well C and Magic, give me a pistol with a happy trigger |
| I got ready to get home and sound some loot |
| I’mma pull it, just to think |
| I got this motherfucking tank by signing a contract (Hell No) |
| Bitch you better get your motherfucking mind right |
| Ask Me how the fuck I act! |
| I was riding on niggas block |
| When you niggas was still running from the cops (bitch ass) |
| I done made a little motherfucking money |
| So you think that shit gonna really make me stop |
| (shit, never nigga never) |
| I got a tatoo on my stomach that made me motherfucking bleed |
| (Come on T.R.U.!) |
| So every drop that hit the ground nigga |
| For every round in the tank nigga you know I believe (believe) |
| I done got bad on this motherfucking microphone (Hell Yeah!) |
| But if C call me nigga and take one of you niggas home |
| Fuck, ride nigga, ha what (Lets Roll!) |
| We some |
| Fuck all them motherfucking bitch ass |
| Punk ass, playa hating pussy (Fuckin Right Nigga Ya Heard Me!) |
| Motherfuckers out there talking shit |
| Cause when I run up on you motherfuckers |
| You bound to get your motherfucking wig split (bloom, bloom) |
| Ol' soft ass, cheesy, funky, dirty |
| Ol' shoe wearing dirty motherfucking poot |
| Stain draws bitch ass, yellow belly motherFUCKERS, BIATCH! |
| (Ride On Dem Bustaz) |
| That means you bitch |
| (Screamin Fuck Dem Motherfuckers) |
| 3rd ward, 9th ward nigga |
| No Limit, cause I’m in it |
| Nigga Ke’Noe, again on the motherfucking beat-o! |
| Deadly sounds nigga incognito! |
| Bitch! |