Haystak - Lets ride lyrics

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Haystak - Lets ride lyrics

He made it through surgery they took him to intensive when they take him off the machine if he simply keeps on breathing hell continue living if not hes leaving youd never thought youd find such realife in the sound of that f**ing beeping as long as you here that bleebing hes just sleeping his mamas standing by his bed sayin please jesus could be my moma your moma sh** any ofs momas they gotta indentifiy us before they can embalm us we ain't wherin armor bullets go thru us like bu*ter talkin turn into feudin now shooting at each other (FULL LYRICS TYPED BY BRENDEN BRUCE) Let me get a cigarette dawg (lighter flicks) (INTRO) Check, check Just let the beat ride for a minute.. Cool, quit f**ing with the drums boy Come on now.. Uh.. yeah What it is to truly go to war, you know.. When two men say f** it, you know what im sayin? sh**'ll get real serious... (VERSE ONE) He made it through surgery they took him into intensive when they take him off the machine if he simple keeps on breathin he'll continue livin if not he's leavin you never thought you'd find such relief in the sound of that f***in beepin thats while if you hear that beepin he's just sleepin his mama standin by his bed sayin please jesus could be your mama my mama s*** any of us's mama's who gotta identify us before than can enbalm us we ain't wearin armor bullets go through us like bu*ter talkin turn to feudin now we shootin at each other we thought that was your window but it was your younger brothers how the f*** do you intend to explain to your mother (CHORUS) You got people I got people, you got kids I got kids you got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is you got life insurance motherf***er well then so do I at least we know our children be took care of when we die you got people I got people you got kids I got kids you got beef I guess we beefin and thats the way it is you got lil homies motherf***er well then so do I at least we know our people still be ridin when we die