Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Riders, artist - Master P.
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
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 |