Lyrics Where Were You When We Would Ride - Yavid

Where Were You When We Would Ride

Who the fuck you know go harder
And I put it on my unborn daughter
Where were you when the street lights come on why you ain’t go outside
Where were you when we were down bad I nearly lost my mind
Where were you when they shot me in the street and I laid there and almost died
Where were you when we were all the way live dumpin on the other side
Where were you when it was do or die boy
Where were you when we would ride
Why you ain’t pick up your phone that night like
Where were you when we would slide
Why when we used to get it crackin why you go and run and hide
Where were you when we would ride boy
Remember that coke house dope house bro when the police ran inside
Remember when the whole team fell under that charge and I swore that I’d do 5
Remember when they killed D I couldn’t bring him back
The Hall Street shootout when they almost got Black
Remember when that car jack turned into a crash
We stole a drop top and drove it to the Chi
Remember when they went and killed Dasher and yaknow we couldn’t let that slide
Remember when they kidnapped me and Gar and Bone let that big thang ride
Remember when J shot at all them cops now he down til 25
15 of us in a hotel room we used to switch clothes to go outside
My cousin got out and he said I have a plan
A few years later we would count a hundred grand
Boy and we were trippin you shoulda seen our eyes
Remember them stick ups hiccups boy and we would have to steal to survive
We used to kick a door down then go and rock a show both in the same night
We shot it out right there in the street I’d walk on the stage with gunpowder
on me
That was way before Gar turned into a junkie sometimes I just ask why
Remember I was out robbin bare face cuz boy I wanted to die
When it’s all over and that thang’s empty why I go and check yours you got a
full semi
When I say pay the butcher I drop his woman a bag a few hours later an inmate
is stabbed
Do you recall way back in the day we used to hold that thang from the side
My ass was on the news back in 2005
Where were you when we would ride
Boo C taught me how to cook up
Big D taught me how to slide
J taught me how to shave
My brother taught me how to lie
My cousin taught me how to save money
These women taught me to connive
My daddy ain’t teach me a damn thing
So today I’m cold as ice
I don’t blame you though some ghosts won’t even follow me where I go
So its all good bitch