4th25 - I Ride lyrics

[Chorus] I ride for these n***as I die for these n***as 6,000 miles away Im takin fire with these n***as so Y'all wanna f** around We can f** around to Don't get 'em round 1 f** 'em get 'em round 2 Everybody's targets now Don't make us have to target you Fallen soldiers live forever We'll never remember you [Verse 1] Look here This is for them soldiers That's not gon make it home So we go red in y'all memory Shoot 'em dead in y'all memory Engage em point blank in they face In y'all memory Cause for we leave best believe These iraq's will remember me Cause we are not f**ing around here We don't get much sleep When we on the block all night Exchanging bullets for peace And once we start pullin' these triggers We don't stop Till the whole block leaks Till its not a live body in the streets Somebody should a toldem Soldiers don't know how to die easy And we are fittin' to get you back For them families that's now grieving So it el be a whole lot a f**ers In return that stop breathin' They should a laid down We wouldn't a had to k** 'em when we see 'em But they don't learn so quick So we keep havin' to teach 'em That the hungrier they get The more d**h we gonn feedom Until its over we ain't got no problem With more bodies That's just how we get down For them soldiers that served proudly [Chorus] [Verse 2] They trying to see my body in the streets partner But that's not happenin' So for every bullet in my direction Im throwing 30 back at em And when the crew serves start poppin off Its no more questions These f**ers is meetin allah In a matter of seconds f** 'em Losing my patience Maybe I've been here too long But y'all is fittin to pay me back For those soldiers not goin home Seen too many of us wounded I won't be the next one So the only Arabic im speakings Getting spoke thru this gun Y'all don't understand nothing else And y'all ain't tryng to talk neither You trying to win And you only score when a soldier stops breathing Only rules out this mo'f**er Don't get caught sleepin And when somethings poppin of Them triggers you got squeez 'em Cause they wanna see me gone But I am not leaving And at times I exercise this finger for no reason Keep these other mo'f**ers bleeding Rather them than me And god willing you f**ers Gon meet 'em before me [Chorus]