Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gone Ride With Me , by - Juvenile. Release date: 02.11.1998
Song language: English
Gone Ride With Me |
| I’m charging six hundred for some big Os |
| You do business with me, you coming back to get more |
| My shit is fire, cause it’s jumpin' back to twenty-nine |
| So a nigga shouldn’t have no problem bout me gettin' mine |
| If you come at me with a short I must say shop closed |
| Motherfuckers try to get smart you gon' get popped ho |
| I buck with niggas out the Jake like Will and Paco |
| Have conversations for bitches until they got drove |
| Picture me gently getting twisted off the indo |
| Baby, Lil Wayne, B.G., and me committing sins though |
| Better beware because we bout to spend a bend though |
| Don’t get caught out without the shit cause you will end though |
| Me and my people got to hustle just to pay the rent |
| Some of us not in the position that we say we in |
| Can’t have no bill collectors coming through my residence |
| That’s why everyday I be runnin' for the presidents |
| All that knockin' another nigga, shits irrelevant |
| You get your head busted for playin' with my intelligence |
| Yeah |
| My nine is gonna die with me |
| Pick up the supply with me |
| Be up in the ride with me |
| Do a homicide with me, who, me |
| My nine is gonna die with me |
| Pick up the supply with me |
| Be up in the ride with me |
| Do a homicide with me, who, me |
| My nine is gonna die with me |
| Pick up the supply with me |
| You making shit more complicated than it should be |
| You feel your death is comin' soon whodie it could be |
| Nigga got killed because they never understood me |
| I know your block is similar to how my hood be |
| This nigga with all of this playin' gettin' on my nerves |
| He callin' me up on the phone sayin' he want a bird |
| I told his daddy that’s not how I handle business, man |
| How I know you not turning state and you be witnessin'? |
| Doing business with you I’m not even considerin' |
| How to be in the safe get around that you niggas in |
| I move too fast, remember patience is a virtue |
| And keep your eyes open cause niggas gon' observe you |
| They waiting for the perfect time that they can hurt you |
| And if they catch you off your basis they gon' serve you |
| I wonder if my people locked up still remember me |
| I’m talkin' bout Tulane and Broad, and penitentiaries |
| All my niggas |
| My nine is gonna die with me |
| Pick up the supply with me |
| Do a homicide with me |
| Be up in the ride with me, who, me |
| My nine is gonna die with me |
| Pick up the supply with me |
| Do a homicide with me |
| Be up in the ride with me, who, me |
| I already got you listening to what I said |
| You better straighten up, there, soldier 'fore I bust your head |
| Ho if you got something you better not even show your face |
| Cause a nigga been doing bad and might explore your place |
| Look, you know you not about it cause they know you fake |
| If you want to go to war I know what it take |
| Come with a team of choppers, not no thirty-eight |
| And we gon' turn this 211 into a murder case |
| And me a Russell gon' get dizzy out the Thunderbird |
| And start a nuclear revolution right up on your curb |
| Niggas keep fuckin' with me cause they know I’m gettin' large |
| My truck is sitting on twenties, and I’m hittin' broads |
| If you get beside yourself, then you got to go |
| You creepin' on the C-M-B's that’s not possible |
| I hit a fifty out my chopper and I got some more |
| You say you ready for me whodie I don’t really know |
| No |
| My nine is gonna ride with me |
| My nine is gonna die with me |
| Be up in the ride with me |
| Do a homicide with me, who, me |