What You Ride For?
Album: Kiss tha Game Goodbye
Release Date: 3/27/01
Label: Interscope Records
Explicit version of "What You Ride For?" lyrics
(Whomp
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some b****** that'll ride for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some b****** that'll ride for me
(Whomp
Cornbread by the ki
Prices cut when you ballin' on me
Sleepy I'll f*** all over your jones
He don't communicate with Fiend unless you're buildin' a home
Hustler kill on his momma
Shoot him in his heart then go take it to heart
Ghetto red hot
Yes
Hide the gun if you can't afford cops
So ain't no tellin' where your boy rots
I employ Rotts that be wildin' off the rocks
Speak in fives
And still pop a nigga ass from the rooftop
And still catch the 'Kiss performance later with The L
We real raw
F*** with me
How come I don't stop in this
You wanna ride get in and get gone
You wanna war? Okay
Touch me
(Boy)
I'm a leave you gaseous
(Uh huh)
I'm a ghetto b****** if I want it let me have it
(Woo!)
You play the game raw
(Blaow!)
You play thug in the streets
(Nigga)
You heard about me boy
I make it hard for you to breathe in the streets
While finessin' your baby momma
While you poppin that X
And leave you dead in the party like soakin' wet
That's what happens when you flex
In the A-T-L shawty don't be caught in the hype
I make two phone calls from a pay phone and there go your life
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz that'll ride for me
(Whomp
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some b****** that'll ride for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz that'll ride for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some b****** that'll ride for me
(Whomp
I
Eight mackin' with no
Coast to coast tossin' hoes with my clique nigga
Stick my clip in
Dirty money
Hustle after hustle
If I get caught up
We pimpin' hard charge it all to a b**** nigga
Under my denim is a big fo'-fifth nigga
F*****' with me is like
And I don't practice I was born with this gift nigga
Pure pimpin' from my brain to my lips nigga
Sticky green takes my mind on a trip nigga
In A-T-L I get my Gucci down at Phipps nigga
We call 'em slabs in New York
One hundred baby
Uh
Uh
That's why I stopped coppin' the guns with safeties on 'em
When I touch down
With the mac
You wanna know why niggaz is broke
The rims that I'm sittin' on is in they late twenties
B****** wanna see me holla at 'em
If they hustle throw some hard or some powder at 'em
This is for my South niggaz
Gold and platinum ice in they mouth niggaz
Let's ride out niggaz
Everybody gon' follow the b******
Until they realize
On the other hand
Nine out of ten niggaz mouths get 'em killed though
What you ride for? What you die for?
'Cause I got some niggaz and some b****** that's my word that I kill for
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz that'll ride for me
(Whomp
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some b****** that'll ride for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some niggaz that'll ride for me
(Whomp)
What you ride for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some b****** that'll ride for me
(Whomp
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