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Lemme two-twelve wit' you for second, holla at you
 True story
 [Jim Jones:]
 Cold sweats (sweaty sheets)
 From bad dreams (nightmares)
 I hope the Feds don't grab the team
 Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers (DipSet)
 We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up
 Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take us (solemnly swear)
 Praise to Allah, hope the Lord He forsake us (pray for me)
 And outlaws is what it made us
 We live the fast life, and so we ball out major (ballin')
 Until I see a ribbon in the sky
 Cop plush cars put ribbons on the ride (full speed ahead)
 Due to my political ties
 I can't roll around without the drip in the ride (East Side)
 And if my gun boys ain't hear of ya
 You're lightweight I get the young boys to murder ya
 You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare
 Young, black, rich and with a fresh pair Nikes
 Boy you talk about my life here
 Fuck wit OGs that put dice in the mirror
 And they tell me that life's but a gamble
 The media will turn your whole life into a scandal
 Put my emotions aside (why?)
 Cause they can never take my alive (no)
 I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
 And don't cry (don't cry)
 Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
 And if I'm standing in front of the judge
 Guess what?
 He can never take me alive (no)
 I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
 And don't cry (don't cry)
 Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
 And if I'm standing in front of the judge
 [Juelz Santana:]
 Poured off Bentley
 Looking like steroids
 Jetson car, I'm looking like Elroy
 Maserati lookin' like a shark on land
 Neiman Marcus edition, contraband
 Neiman Marcus I'm in it, shopping and
 Five thousand spent on pants, man (man)
 Bitches love it, niggas want it
 So bad they wanna take it, but I kill 'em for it (huh)
 Believe it, I'm like a bear that ain't get his porridge
 You better stay out the forest, warning
 It's Santana you fucks,
 Money man, make you do a handstand for the bucks
 I see you clear, my antennas is up
 And that hand-scale is still in my pocket
 What you want? (What you want?)
 Dough boys in the trap, where ya at? (where ya at?)
 Coke dealer's in the hood, what's good? (what's good?)
 Boys getting them bricks with the stamp on the shit
 Well come meet the man that's stamping them bricks (us)
 Fly wit' the Byrds, or lie wit' the dirt
 Your corpse, flies will emerge
 Put my emotions aside (why?)
 Cause they can never take my alive (no)
 I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
 And don't cry (don't cry)
 Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
 And if I'm standing in front of the judge
 Guess what?
 He can never take me alive (no)
 I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
 And don't cry (don't cry)
 Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
 And if I'm standing in front of the judge
 [Jim Jones:]
 They say your enemies is close, your friends even closer
 Listening to 'Pac up ten in the roaster (speeding)
 Now, do you wanna ride or die?
 Blowin' smoke in the air, getting high as the sky (that purple)
 I'm drunk staring B
 I need therapy
 The paranoia got me thinking conspiracy
 Paper on the brain, the brain on the yayo
 I make it off the plane I'm a land to a payroll
 My right hand to God, put my right hand in the jar (that mixture)
 And it all come back, like grams of the hard
 You heard of us, the murders, the most shady (DipSet)
 Been on the low lately, the Feds hate me (Jones)
 They try to put cuffs on me and my assailants
 When I push fees through the streets, they be tailing (speeding)
 They try to catch me out of bounds
 They know I got pistols if you catch me outta town (loaded)
 A thug changes, and love changes
 And since 9/11, the price of the drugs changes
 (Changes, changes, changes, changes, changes)
 Put my emotions aside (why?)
 Cause they can never take my alive (no)
 I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
 And don't cry (don't cry)
 Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
 And if I'm standing in front of the judge
 Guess what?
 He can never take me alive (no)
 I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
 And don't cry (don't cry)
 Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
 And if I'm standing in front of the judge

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Duration
04:47
Key
1
Tempo
81 BPM

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