Free Murder - Ride, Ride, Ride lyrics

[Intro: Free Murda] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My n***as ride, ride, ride, ride Me and my n***as ride, ride, ride, ride Me and my n***as ride, yeah, be a homicide On your side, you can die, die, die [Free Murda:] I'm a gangsta, never talk them hoes Free gangsta, leave no info Pop watts, while your fifth blow How you gon' show me, what your clip gon' hold? Least forty shots, I got the forty co*ked, big gun, right through your window Pa**ing the door, watch your clip fold I'm pa**ing the raw, now my wrist grow Off flips like gymnastics, when the NARCs come, don't know the answer Still coming off with the four-matic Disrespect and that's a closed casket Don't know til I blow ratchet, boy, buzz all four, and we can go at it Don't know hoes but the cold ba*tards And you think with your dick, now your foe's laughing Got the four blasting, n***a, hold that sh** Better run when I unload that clip n***a pull the gun with no action, leave his a** done with a whole rap bit Sound of a donut, better high when I roll up Bought mad singles but I ride like a soldier Like I told ya, I disown ya, f** with me and you'll lie in a coma Should of stuck with me, right behind that toasted, when I fired from close-up What's the hold up, when I post up, my doulja do like she suppose to [Chorus: Free Murda] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Me and my n***as, ride, ride, ride, ride Me and my n***as, ride, ride, ride, ride Me and my n***as, ride, better run, better hide Me and my n***as, ride, ride, ride, ride Me and my n***as, ride, ride, ride, ride Me and my n***as, ride, the'll be a homicide On your side, you can die, die, die, die [Free Murda:] Who that wanna f** with me, Lil' Free Now ya'll get smoked like angel dust No clips wanna bang with us Might wanna sing with us, ya'll can't be dangerous Got feds wanna bang us, got n***as in the P's wanna hate us Got chicks atleast wanna date us, nah we straight ball like the Raiders Ya'll fools better slow down, better fall back, fall, make the outwards whole round Put a ghost in your town, Free Murda, on your spell, put you in low ground Ya'll n***as ain't harming me, and I leave these boys wet like laundry Loose lips, chase hips, out to sold quick, but you walk quick And it's funny like comedy, it's arming me Now set cuz I shoot, til my armor sees, and pat on your arteries That smoke make it hard to breath, fog in the air, you can hardly see Get ate like God Degree, yeah, me and my n***as ride, kick that gun right off your side You catch one when you walk the side, I don't care nothing, cuz I walk without mine I ain't stupid, knock a n***a a** out with two hits Leave you toothless, think you ruthless We can do this, but the movement [Chorus] [Free Murda:] Muthaf**as ain't playing with the chopper Undercovers with the K, got blocka n***a, blocka, blocka, all day and it ain't gonna stoppa Act like you ain't afraid of the mobsters, swim with the fish, get ate by the lobsters In school, cuz I ate in the locker, what's cool, better bang that llama Use a fool if you think that I'mma, f*ggot n***a I had it, n***a, up to here, you disappear, without magic n***a sh**, yeah, see it clear, without gla**es n***a Sit here, in a chair, grab that plastic, n***a Put it right on your face, now that's a cla**ic, n***a Can't talk, can't breathe, should of brought that heat Middleside of the four day suites, six/seven on the court with the E That's eight a sword, they can't bang us all Police, can't walk on beats, strip they a** so they walk on feet Hit the gas, tryin' to bark on me Them n***as can't talk to Free, stick the gas with the hawk in his sleeve [Chorus]