Ride Or Die Lyrics

"Ride Or Die" was written by Dorsey, Christopher / Dorsey, Christopher / Writer Unknown, N.
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Uptown is my home, that's where I do my dirt
I either hurt or get hurt, it's me or you on that shirt
Can't let no nigga fix me, can't let no nigga get me
I'ma draw and hit first, I can't let no nigga split me

Had my momma upset, nigga, leave my ho pussy wet
I'm goin' out with a fight, my chopper bullets eject
I gets blowed and start, ready to unload at war

No witnesses, you can't get on the stand
And say you saw nothin' 'bout nothin'
Keep it shut or you dead, if you can't hush
Open your mouth and you'll get ten in your head

That's how I play it nigga, I'll blackmail you wit your own life
It ain't right, disrespect you die on site
That ain't no might, that's a fact, you can believe that

Instead disrespect, I promise to be back
And clear the corner, you can't run, don't try
I'm high, 'bout mine ready to ride or die bitch

Load it up with black gats and macs
Pay attention to gun blastin' and fake buster harassin'
Smashin', dashin' up yo street wit all the lights out
Two choppers cocked ready to knot and chop up yo block

Lock all doors and keep windows closed
'Cuz we done rolled before, so stay on the floor
We ride deep in the all black Camaro, sittin' on mo's
And we rolls tokin' on fat Optimos

You chose to test those uptown boys
You done got on a straight ride and cant get off
Lets all get a stolen car and roll through they ward
When it's dark, we spark, pull up then draw
You done falled in war, got in a big brawl

Thought hard but you wrong, so you still get scarred
Y'all boys done played wit some all out kill niggas
Jump in hot cars, cut the deck then deal niggas
Still niggas for testin' these big lil' niggas

Still niggas for messin' with these real trill niggas
Young niggas, chopper totin' big gun niggas
Front nigga and live your life on the run nigga
Stunt nigga and get plugged, drug through the mud

Puddles of blood flood, you can't swim so you done
Niggas start to look and see the all black crook
Some booked, some get high, some hot on one foot
Spots gettin' took, whole bodies gettin' dropped
Niggas hop, jock, and flock when I hit they block

So ride or die bitch, chop or get chopped ho
BG, split or get split
Play the game how it go, play the game how it go
Play the game how it go, play the game how it go

Why is you sayin' them words, bo janglin', why don't you show yo face
Would you dust me or somthin', you must know you gonna catch a case
I'm a straight head bust ya, separate and destruct ya
Don't wanna have no Juvey wanna make a ghost or few

What am I'm supposed to back down or somthin' 'cuz you got a lil' click
All that frownin' and reppin' shit, gone get ya down in a devil ditch
Never miss, I be drivin' niggas wit cleverness, momma used to say this
Use your mind and stay rich

Pops used to say boy don't let them niggas see your weakness
If a fool get outta line with you knock him off his feet quick
Why is you showin' yo teeth you don't speak
Stay on your side of the street, you can't be mobb'n with me

I can't have no bitches followin' me
Gotta Mac-10 and you ain't even bust back
And your boy got hit in the back
What type of nigga is that

That's why I stay in all black
Get the Mac and go back
You done fucked wit C M R, ah
They'll be no tomorrow, they'll be no tomorrow

So ride or die bitch, chop or get chopped ho
BG, split or get split
Play the game how it go, play the game how it go
Play the game how it go, play the game how it go

Get you a chopper and tote it, don't just buy it to have it
Nigga have it to use it, better grab it and shoot it
Better know one thing nigga will do it to you
Before you do it to them to survive, gotta be true

Nigga think just 'cuz we squashed that beef, that's it
You might be thinkin' like me, I think forgive and don't forget
I gotta trick under my sleeve, ridin' four deep wit artillery
Me and Tootie, Papa, and Cleeve, it's an unsolved mystery

I'm a fly till I got ya, yo peoples eyes watery
I hit a artery, bein' real to C M B, it's a part of me
Cross me I charge you wit some flamin' hot heat
Two twenty-three blazed all in yo chest, brain waves you dazed up

You see death stare you straight in your face
Get waked up cause I left ya stretch for the hurse
I take no chance for you to ride, nigga I ride first

So ride or die bitch, chop or get chopped ho
BG, split or get split
Play the game how it go, play the game how it go
Play the game how it go, play the game how it go

Songwriters
DORSEY, CHRISTOPHER / DORSEY, CHRISTOPHER / WRITER UNKNOWN, N

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