Irv Gotti - Let's Ride lyrics

Chorus: Where my b**hes dat would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride) How many my n***as dat would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride) Where my b**hes dat would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride) How many n***as dat would die for me, die for me, die for me Verse 1: Where the f** my thugs at ready or not n***a ain't no Turnin Back Where the f** my hoes at who I pimp hard when they wanna get to a tap But you know you can do dat that luv I'm just hear to f** you know dat luv Want you want baby roll it or what while you think about Twist me a douche you holdin me up how many b**hes wanna ride wit me Or cum tru wit the top down like Where my b**hes at hop in make it fast don't slow me down Where the f** my k**ers at end of the light Weight now pop a gun wit them now Where the f** them clowns at kickin the dough for the p**y by the hour Where the them hoers at get your dough mama I'm ride till the end of the baby this life gonna drive me crazy Been getting high lately wonderin where the lord gonna take me Where the f** my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun Where the f** my Mistress at at co*k back ready to pop something Since you n***as all about frontin let's how and when you want Ya don't want my thugs to get up on it Leave it alone cuz we bought our liquor, now Chorus: Repeat 2x Verse 2: b**h n***as better smarten up Before I bring out the toast and touch you up f**in wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck But nowadays you ain't gettin out as much What the f** iz up baby boy you scared or what I Swiss nothin but the hot sh** So I hear you wanna pop sh** you don't know who you f**in wit let me show how lifes a b**h I went through drug money hustlin every day to get a taste Through gun or blood money k**in n***as back then for a small face Got in the hot money wish yourz was mine in every case Now it's cream money spelt the raw and if more get chased Holla out my n***as be the word of mouth My b**hes bang head like the dirty south n***a bounce Row my n***as ride my b**hes if you ain't heard n***a ride out wit us Where the f** all my murderers hit up wit the heat n***a just because Got the whole world wonderin what the motive was, let's ride Chorus: Verse 3: (The Lord Iz callin me) recently but ain't got time to speak (Lord what you want from me) hope it ain't my time for the glen to reap (n***as be k**in me) turn around look them mud eye gun'em down (That's how I hit'em and) cool'em off what the f** iz you hollin bout n***as be run-in wild) paid to strip what ever happened to the sun hit (Will never calm down) deal wit a lot of n***as get k**ed for this (Especially my n***as) rest in peace to my dogz wit luv till d**h (For When I die n***as)never to hell I've been down wit some of the best yeah n***a Chorus: Until end