Ride 4 You-Master p

歌手 : Master p

专辑 : Good Side, Bad Side

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:55

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TXT Ride 4 You-Master p 文本歌词

Ride 4 You - Master p

Written by：Master P

Hail Mary

From the graves

The lord is with thee

Bless these thugs

As we ride as we ride

Good side

Bad side

Til death do us part

We gon thug to the end

See I got you my nigga

From the streets to the pen

We all family

So you know that I care

And if you need me my nigga

Just know that I'm there

I'll ride for you boy my nigga

See I'll die for you boy my nigga

Throw 'em up high for you boy my nigga

And let 'em fly for you boy my nigga

My nigga

Them boyz can't stop us

They got us loadin' 'em choppaz

They wanna do it come pop it

Man we see 'em we drop 'em

That's the life of a thug

We wild out in them clubs

T shirts and du rags show my niggaz some love

And them fools can't fade us

Man these streets they made us

I guess I'm new and they hate us

But these bitches can't play us

I live the life of a rida

I'm a soldier to the end

From the streets to the hood

To the grave or the pen

I'll ride for you boy my nigga

See I'll die for you boy my nigga

Throw 'em up high for you boy my nigga

And let 'em fly for you boy my nigga

Gold teets and tats

We strapped with gats

Trucks and sport cars spinnin' on 24 rats

Got a mean nigga facin' fuckin' 20 to life

Now his kids with no father

Figure they can't sleep at night

And the lawyer told his baby momma

He ain't comin' home for the summer

Man she pawned all his jewelry

And got rid of the hummer

They shot my cousin forty then they called me

Told me he'd make it

But my aunt she got a bad heart

I know she can't take it

My momma stared at the walls

And waited for me to come home

I must be here for a reason

Why did I live this long

They took my brother Kevin

May he rest in peace

Ad me and silkk won't be the same

Til she murder free

I'll ride for you boy my nigga

See I'll die for you boy my nigga

Throw 'em up high for you boy my nigga

And let 'em fly for you boy my nigga

I'll ride for you boy my nigga

See I'll die for you boy my nigga

Throw 'em up high for you boy my nigga

And let 'em fly for you boy my nigga

Ghetto soldiers gone to war

You gone but not forgotten

This is more than a song niggaz is still plottin

I'm reminiscen

Clouds dark while it rain pour

Ain't nutin changed we can still hustle by the same store

My boy grown so y'all can fill in the blank

My label a gas station niggaz fill in the tank

You see my team and we spit it the hardest

Still runnin wit my pop's old advice

Finish shit if you started it

So we live life on the edge now

And shots hurt

So a 40 under my shirt until I'm dead now

I got real niggaz ridin' wit me

And so you know that it

Ain't a small task if you try

I'll ride for you boy my nigga

See I'll die for you boy my nigga

Throw 'em up high for you boy my nigga

And let 'em fly for you boy my nigga

I'll ride for you boy my nigga

See I'll die for you boy my nigga

Throw 'em up high for you boy my nigga

And let 'em fly for you boy my nigga

New no limit only

My nigga