Kane: See in the ghetto When thug n***as die We Ride The whole hood ride You gonna ride if you a soldier You a soldier ain't cha Abel: Hell Yeah, n***a Kane: Then you gonna ride For the ????? D. Marshall Chorus: Just another ghetto day Another soldier died today I'm praying that the clips in my AK You know we gotta ride today (X2) Kane: I just got word that they shot my n***a Sit down on the curb and pray its not my n***a If It's Tru, you know what we gots to do Wrap the Glocks in the chopper Cowards gone get they issue Cause Ain't no respect for life where I live n***as will get revenge But they won't forgive Retaliation gone happen in New Orleans We send that a** to the morgue Time to donate them organs They ain't gone care if lil folks or Ol' folks out there And as if my standards Gone be down When that gun smoke clear Cause a man a different man with a gun In his hand Or a bag a dope in his hand Turn that man to He-man Roll down the window when we see them n***as(Damn them n***as) That be with them n***as Dont get shook to pull triggas Put some fire on my gat Make no eye contact You busters k**ed my f**in n***a And he never comin back (never) Chorus (X2) Abel: I watched yo son throw a rose as They lowered your casket And God only knows I'm a get this ba*tard When he k**ed you He k**ed himself Straight Drama I'm a spray even if he standing next to my momma Remember We used to chill in the project cuts Drinking hennesy and smokin till we both Throw up Your old lady used to fuss Cause we hang to much I broke the news She hung up It was just too much Tellin your momma you was dead The hardest thing I ever did So tonite it's mo drama When I ride for your kid Chorus (X3) TRU soldiers gonna ride for you TRU soldiers gonna ride for you