C-murder - When Them k**az Call lyrics

- opening interlude: C-Murder, (Crooked Eye) {*phone rings*} Hello, hello Yo, Crook (Sup?) (What's up n***a?) Bavgate n***a, I need ya (What's happenin' n***a?) There's war on my team, you heard me? Come ride wit' me n***a, these muthaf**az playin' wit' us, dog (Where they at n***a?) f** all that dumb sh** n***a (Man where they at?) You gon' ride wit' me or what? (Man you know this n***a) Bavgate: Writin' letters from my jail cell I'm gettin' pictures in my mail I'm burnin' fools like the flames in hell Dear God, please forgive me for my sins I'm tryin' to have my own Although he know it's hard for his ghetto kids I'm gettin' luchie every day before the shift change (shift change) After the prison got me trapped up in the street game My bullet holes turned you boy into a scytso When my real n***as call, I'ma roll Still somikn' my weed, fillin' my drink I'm the king of the O Ready to die for the Tank n***a So, pick up your phone and dial, I'm your muthaf**in' thug pal When them muthaf**in' k**az call Chorus: Crooked Eye (C-Murder) 4x (When the k**az call) Would you ride, would you die for me (Come runnin' when them k**az call) With my back agoinst the wall and them k**az come call for me C-Murder (Crokked Eye): When them k**az call they always seem to call me first Cause I'm know, for puttin' n***as up in the black hurse Strech limos in the convo with the lights on And at the grave pourin' liquor on your tombstone Ready to ride at the drop of a dime and tote 9's Concealed weapons on my muthaf**in' wasteline My beeper beep 187 so I know it's real My n***as love me for my muthaf**in' murder sk**s I dressed in black, in a 'Lac, woth two Macks, and it's a pity 'Bout to turn your whjole set, into chopper city I bring the drama like you spit on my momma You can't hide when I ride n***a, cause I'ma find ya (Now tell me) Chorus: Crooked Eye (C-Murder) 4x Crooked Eye: Would you ride for me, step in front a bullet, if it fly for me Lie for me, buck the world, n***a die for me I'm livin' fast, so any day could be my last I'm a soldier, runnin' from the rollers, huh I'm ghetto livin', tryin' to survive escapin' prison Bein' a hawk in heaven, paper was my only mission So if I fall, promise you gon' murder 'em all Pour some liqour for your n***a Spray my name on the wall (On the wall) To all the soldiers, I ask would you ride for me When my back's against the wall and them k**az come call for me See every n***a with a pistol ain't gon' pull it And every n***a that say they down ain't gon' step, in front no bullet Now tell me n***a... Chorus: Crooked Eye (C-Murder) 4x Would you ride? Would you ride?