Lyrics We Riders - Master P, Mac

We Riders

The game of life done changed
The old dope game is now called the rap game
In other words you can’t trust nobody
Money’s the root of all evil
I can either be your best friend or your worst nightmare
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
Hit the road with motherfuckin' casket closed
Young nigga, fourteen, doin' death row
Look in the eyes of some killers drug dealers
From the projects, young niggas
Pullin' hits in the ghetto to make change
Gats cocked, niggas blastin' on other gangs
Young villians in the ghetto, starvin'
Hennessy and green when a young nigga ballin'
Pull the plug if they shot me
Just die every nigga and bitch that tried to stop me
Just a young nigga tryna make skrilla
Learnin' double it up with the killas and the drug dealers
(Ugggggggggh)
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
It’s hard times on the blocks in the projects
Call my girl up in time to flip a county check
I got cocaine, weed, and amphetamines
Pac said P keep your eyes on your enemies
I ain’t trustin' no nigga or no bitch
That’s the recipe in the hood nigga to get rich
Thugs keep their gats right beside them
True niggas keep their gats 'cause we riders
Hold the gauge motherfucker while I blow his head
Hit the horn motherfucker, two niggas dead
R.I.P.
tattoos, weed and Hennessy
Blow dust to the motherfuckin' enemies
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
In school, it’s pencils and pads and books
In the ghetto, it’s Tecs and killers and crooks
I done seen bloodshed over blood money
I done seen niggas kill over drug money
Got the game from some O.G., ballin
Down here 3rd Ward, Calliope, New Orleans
I won’t change 'til they bury me a paid nigga
I won’t change 'cause P is a made nigga
I got killers and dealers on my side
I got homies and jackals ready to ride
Got the game in my vein 'cause I’m 'bout this
How many niggas out there really doubt this
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
If you want me come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
Camouflage and all that murder, murder, kill, kill and shit
Bad nigga from the bricks, blood on my kicks
Seen it all in the project halls and the street corners
Never choked, even when those folks ran up on us
Soldier rag sag on my eye, no lie
Fuck with me for sure die, no lie
How many niggas follow my lead, the envious swallow my feed
Layin' niggas down (lay em down nigga) like apollo creed if need
Got my game from that nigga versal
Keep your enemies close, shoot first and show the fakers no mercy
Never dance with them youngsters, in your life nigga
You don’t wanna live amongst us, we ain’t right
I was born in it, y’all niggas was sworn in it
Fuck around and get your whole click tormented
Bullet proof vest cover my chest, so you best
Aim for my brain if you tryin' to put me to rest (we riders)
If you want me;
come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
If you want me;
come get me, how the fuck you gon' take me
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders