B.g. (baby Gangsta, B. Gizzle) - Ride With That lyrics

[B.G.] Wasup n***a? This the H.N.I.C. of Choppa City Records 3 time loser but I still ride with it, ya heard me? [Verse 1] Well it's Geezy, the hottest of the hot You can catch me posted in the middle of the block Suited and booted, I'm bout it, ain't gotta prove it I see it then I'ma do it, I up it then I'ma use it And it's like that, don't think you gon' steal a n***a off my team and my team ain't gon' strike back We'll be right back, f** you done it n***a We treat beef like coke, we 2-for-1 a n***a Them soldiers coming n***a, you hear 'em stumpin n***a Your clips loaded about 100, it ain't no runnin n***a You gon' get punished n***a, and your partners too You in beef, so that mean they got it too Now is they nuttin up, or they skettin out You gon' see when that pressure come, they gon' rat you out And once we find out, where ya layin at That's when we come in 50 deep and scram that [Chorus: x2] I keep peeps that will always, ride with me I got beef so I always, ride with that When I creep I always, ride with that When we meet then ya know I'ma be, poppin that [Verse 2] You know I sleep and I eat it I'm in the streets it ain't easy All year round, where I'm from it's murder season I keep mine close, always in grabbing reach I heard they got a few n***az talkin bout snatchin me, nabbin me I ain't going for that, come with it, come get it Last n***a tried, you know how it ended Wig splitted, dun-diggidy, I'm bout this, I bang back You ain't gotta wonder where them things at, they right here I walk with em, ride with em, sleep with 'em f** with me, I'ma show you I'm a fool when I creep with 'em I'ma beast with em, Gizzle don't play, I'm a dog AK's, Mack 11's, Tech 9's, got 'em all Put your face on the wall, I'm lookin at that Sayin how ya gon' let a n***a hit me from the back You gotta think in the streets, don't trust nobody If you ever caught hustlin, don't bust nobody [Chorus] [Verse 3] Don't start no sh**, won't be no sh** When d**h come close your eyes, you won't see that sh** f**in with Choppa City, n***a it's gon' be that sh** We bout that trigger play, partner you could leave that sh** I'm a uptown n***a, I'ma be that there b**h made type n***a, can't be that there When there's money coming in, I'ma be right there C-Vannis, Magnolia, I'ma be right there With the 40 on my hip, the chopper 'cross the street The sniper on the roof, keepin a eye on me I'm a product of the street, I get it how I live It is what it is so I get it how I live I'm bout that guerilla warfare, I co*k the nine back I told her [?] round, I'm bout the dime bags Whatever you're thinking, don't try that Cause where ya hide at, I'ma find that [Chorus]