Murder Inc. Records - We Dem Boyz (Ride Wit Us) lyrics

Ha ha Young Merc, D.O., Let's go! [Hook] Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz) Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate) Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love) Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr (Repeat once) [Verse 1] Yo who wanna lay these here (Murder) They start comin in bunches Knowin we gettin it crunk Whenever we on some clumb sh** When we leave, ho's follow the whip n***as to, they be on some hatin sh** But I ain't stupid You know I keep that thing in the whip One in the head and eight in the clip See I'm a gangsta And I'm still young and I got paper So it ain't really nothin you can tell me playa I'm trying to ball out In the club pop one of them things Get on route, get a chick and be out But she gotta have a cute a** face Thighs that poke out, slim waist Ass like Trina and like to smoke out But I don't love ya, you think I trust ya? Your just my down a** b**h don't get it f**ed up You just got lucked up and caught j**el winter But don't think that your boy trickin, listen [Hook] Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz) Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate) Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love) Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr (Repeat once) [Verse 2] Get out your seat girl, and shake ya a** How we do it in the club man puff and pa** Dogs grab your guns gang state your names I'm a pimp in your hood and I'm changin the game Well excuse me miss, I got a bottle of Chris' No dat respect, b**hes bobbin dick Man we hot and sh**, you 'bout to get What you call it when you can't get up (let's ride) Man these nerds be blowin my (high) You be frontin but you be gettin it (right) Back that thing up girl, I don't pay for fur Hold up, ma roll up, chill, we 'bout to blow up Get up, stand up, girl, move that a** Get on the dance floor girl, get that cash n***as gunnin for fendi come get it baby, I'm ready But Henney and heady will have me swirvin in the 850 [Hook] Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz) Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate) Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love) Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr (Repeat once) [Verse 3] It's a new year, new day what's up cous'? You done be here for a minute make room for us Come through dawnin ho's, blowin that wood Jumpin out the 'Lac truck, holla back what's good? Ain't nothin that same sh** playa, Tryna get rich So we could, push hotter cars and cop bigger cribs Take trips down ta L.A. with no lugage Man we 'bout that money, y'all dudes is frontin', B Who young Merc, man these dudes is nothin We the bakers in the town we hot like ovens I'm the dealer at the table man you dudes is bluffin When I'm walking out the club man I'm leavin wit something (So c'mon) and take a ride wit us I got two bottles of Chris' and a O of dro, Just get in the truck See I ain't tryna hurt ya I'm just tryna cut And if you ain't on the same route, the don't holla [Hook] Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz) Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate) Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love) Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr (Repeat 3x)