Yeah n***a
We gonna feed em weed and hennesey, get em high together motherf**ker
Silkk the shocker (get em high n***a, get em high n***a)
Shorties with game (no limit n***az)
Come out and feel the world, this time n***a (gon' ride n***a, get em high)
Chorus: master p
Give em weed, and hennesey, and let's ride n***a
Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a
Weed, and hennesey, and let's ride n***a
Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a
[master p]
Holla p! that mean fortune and fame
Scream, no limit still tru 2 da game
A buncha, young n***az gettin rich with plats
How many, thug n***az still bustin the shot
How many k**ers comin up makin scrilla with change
How many, young n***az still down in the game
I couldn't, lose my soul tryin to make these ends
I couldn't, watch my enemies and watch my friends
I live the life of a young n***a wantin to ball
I said, mama pray when I walk the halls
I got 3rd ward n***az throwin up the sign
My little cousin jimmy home on, eighteen to die
I live the life of a ranger, rowdy rowdy
I live the life of a rapper that's bout it bout it
I got the feds tryin to chase me, wantin the plat
I got my own homies sendin, my name to the coppers
I smoke weed, and hennesey, uh-huh
To forget about all that sh**, uh-huh
(get em high n***a, let's ride n***a)
I smoke weed, and hennesey
Just to make it through the days man
All this bullsh** I'm goin through
[c-murder]
I got a hand full of money, a pocket full of d**
Leave em standin in they shoes and makin moves with thugs
I'm homegrown in the ghetto, result my mind's under pressure
You leave your sh** wide open, no limit n***az gon' test ya
We ride deep but tru dat, hitin hard like bricks
Ain't no punks in my click, b**h a** n***az be sick
My tru g's gettin high off my lyrics, my present spirit
And healthy n***az shout for God hearin
A coward dies a thousand d**hs a soldier die once
So n***a let's get high, off these hennesey and blunts
Chorus
[silkk the shocker]
It get hard tryin to shake these bustas tryin to shake these fools
I know a million n***az down to ride and still don't break the rules
I'm always on like f**kin lights respect might check you like some nights
Always precise, silkk the shocker, get my motherf**kin name, right!
n***a game sewed like a spider, til ends fall like a nike
Disrespect I hits you with a tec and watch I shake you up like dice
Now watch a million n***az follow me, like I was a f**kin idol
They're like vital signs of a line of n***az deep in their thoughts
Cause there isn't no sunshine
Get away from the one-time got caught sometimes
But other times, I got away
If you a busta, you can't cop none if you a real, you can relate
See we no limit, we dirty like dozen, wild with my two brothers
Couple partners couple cousins, other n***az I really can't trust
Weed it helps me get high, times for that, vibe and we ride
We strapped with four-five n***a do, or f**kin die
Block to block coast to coast n***a from k**ers to drug dealers
Affiliate my name with all the real k**ers and thug n***az
T.s. washin on fake n***az, a b**h no f**kin love
When I grab for snap automatics come off
Like dancers drawers in strip clubs
Ain't no thang, d**h with no motherf**kin pain
I lost some in the past, had to charge a lot of sh** to the game
But fake n***az gonna drop, real n***az stay on top
Til my homey, came up dead
He said one of my n***az workin with the feds
It's time to side up, we some bunch of riders showin trials
I plug shots in the motherf**ker, you don't wanna die
Chorus w/ variations
[master p]
That's how we gonna do it to start off the nineteen ninety-eight
Silkk the shocker legit, charge it 2 da game in february, hahah
My little brother c-murder in this b**h (no limit)
Master p (soldiers)
Huh, we gonna feed em weed and hennesey (I thought I told ya)
And to them motherf**kin fake n***az
We gonna feed em hollow tips
Can't fade us, can't beat us, no limit
Ain't no motherf**kin gimmick (think nine-seven was alright)
Tru n***az for life ya heard me? (but nine-eight gonna be the year)
Ha-hah
Nineteen ninety-eight n***a