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M.O.P.

Ride With Us

  hip-hop  rap  hardcore rap  hip hop  new york
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Текст песни M.O.P. - Ride With Us

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Firing Squad niggaFiring Squad!Uh, First FamilyTop notch niggaBD, uh[Billy Danze]I used to have so much confidence in myselfBut now my game is changed and my pain`s been feltMy hand`s been dealt, but it was a missed dealAnd words won`t express the way a man William feelI came up with them thugs, I grew up in that mudGot my hands covered in blood, to stay aboveThe world (to see a better day)Please my children need, and I can`t find a fuckin wayWhat can I say, I`ma stressed ghetto soldierI`m shell shocked from a back block off SaratogaRemember what I told ya, I`m thirsty nowIn fact I feel like everybody`s out to hurt me nowRoll wit me now, am I the only cat that never see theM slash O dash P on your TV and theIndustry keep fucking wit meSo I brought my cousins wit me>From now on they gon be thuggin wit meEyes and ears nigga, blunts and beers niggaFor months and years it been Blood, Sweat and TearsNigga, raise your metal for Firing Squad royaltyFirst Family, royalty, holla!CHORUS 2X: Fame and Bill DanzeHow many niggas plan to ride wit us (ride wit us)How many niggas came to die wit us (die wit us)Pop shots nigga, we don`t give a fuckBuck, buck, buck, buck, buck !! Ha Ha![Lil Fame]This is only the beginning, you aint know one was cominStand face to me, no more runninBack from hell, the dramatic, automaticRap track flippin acrobaticYo we been in this game for damn near a whole decadeTo the death, til the Firng Squad, cop the next tapeBrownsville slugger, knucka up in the houseHad a rumble with the Grim Reaper, knuckled it outThis aint for you big willies, this is for my small pawsThuggin, wit guns in they drawsGo against the grain, break all lawsAnd keep a bitch wit him, wit drugs in her braBrooklyn, brainiest, blastAint nothing changed since that nigga been pastSound, pound, make you wanna barkSpecialized by Firing Squad, the underdogs, c`mon!CHORUS 2X[Billy Danze](It`s the Firing Squad assassins)Ghetto blastinOperation ran by your man toucan dance for thug fashion(Criminal passion) Top of the lineIt`s unneccessary, buries, but we still manage to shine(Take a life son) Fuck that!You know the verdict your only a soldier duke but don`t get murderedYou heard I was, raised with the elementsIt`s William, and if you feel him then don`t fuck with my intelligenceI`m from the Ville, (that`s home)I holds my own being that my father`s reflection have connected and roam[Lil Fame]Blow `em and check `em wit chrome, have ya heard of meI heard you wanna hit me, split me, murder meSo I, regulate, designate, demonstrateBlow back you fools wit tools, set `em straightWhat you want nigga, hah, what it`s gon beI`ma be leavin you leakin with clip in the palmyI`ma son of a gun, a automatic 4 5thGun shots let off for my dogs, leave your boy stiffGhetto warfare, heavy metal warfarePlay a part `fore you fuck around and start a war here(We bust back) Collapse, I`m rated RBringin it real strong cuz you niggas still gon hit me paY`all want me, come find me motherfuckerCHORUS 2Xheh heh, how many niggasRide wit usCan you rideFiring Squad niggaYeah! Wit us!First Family, murderTop notch niggaYou know the rules of the motherfucking gameC`mon!

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