Let's Ride - Ja Rule

Where my b_tches dat would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many my n_ggaz dat would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
where my b_tches dat would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many n_ggaz dat would die for me, die for me, die for me

[Verse 1:]
Where the f_ck my thugs at ready or not n_gga ain't no Turnin Back
Where the f_ck 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_ck 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_tches wanna ride wit me
Or cum tru wit the top down like
where my b_tches at hop in make it fast don't slow me down
Where the f_ck my killers at end of the light
weight now pop a gun wit them now
Where the f_ck them clowns at kickin the dough for the p_ssy 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_ck my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun
Where the f_ck my Mistress at at cock back ready to pop something
Since you n_ggaz 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_tch n_ggaz better smarten up
before I bring out the toast and touch you up
F_ckin wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck
but nowadays you ain't gettin out as much
what the f_ck iz up baby boy you scared or what
I Swiss nothin but the hot sh_t
So I hear you wanna pop sh_t you don't know who you
F_ckin wit let me show how lifes a B_tch
I went through drug money hustlin every day to get a taste
Through gun or blood money Killin n_ggaz 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_ggaz be the word of mouth
My b_tches bang head like the dirty south n_gga bounce
row my n_ggaz ride my b_tches if you ain't heard n_gga ride out wit us
Where the f_ck all my murderers hit up wit the heat n_gga just because
got the whole world wonderin what the motive was, let's ride


[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_ggaz be Killin me) turn around look them mud eye gun'em down
(That's how I hit'em and) cool'em off what the f_ck iz you hollin bout
N_ggaz be run-in wild) paid to strip what ever happened to the sun hit
(Will never calm down) deal wit a lot of n_ggaz get killed for this
(Especially my n_ggaz) rest in peace to my dogz wit luv till death
(For When I die n_ggaz)never to hell I've been down wit some of the best yeah n_gga

[Chorus: Until end]

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