We Ride for Shady

We run this shit, four five on the hip

Been riding for Shady, Shady

Cash flow

Shady Records, the dream team

Sitting in the back of the all grey Acura

Gun to the passenger for acting tough

Turn the wheel in the passing, heart of an assassin

Plus I'm on the draw down, quick as fuck

Last move before I give all street shit up

Put a **** in the ground face down, feet up

This **** here tried to cuff me for my re-up

When I went to his crib he called police up

Now you on the way to being paraplegic

For sending messages through bitches like you go see us

Shady, Cash King of the dope fiend plus

Give them a square mile by blocks and I'm creamed up

Take the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol

And use it, ammunition on the **** they hit

Damn, I go to war on the regular, man

'Cause I'm part of the dream team

You a regular man

Far as rap I don't see any competitors

And you see things like me, with my medal in hand

I'm a state case boy with a federal plan

A hundred beats, beating the shit out of skinheads

I'm the spirit of a G bringing lyrics on the street

I'm Cash, a real dope boy on the beat

Slumped in the seat tucked clutching the heat

Basically you **** can't fuck with me

We run this shit, four five on the hip

We ride with shades

Y'all ain't hard, y'all **** ain't real

Y'all **** ain't crazy

Bring it on if you want, you don't know

The homicides that I've done lately

We run this shit, four five on the hip

We ride with shades

Trice is back on the Alche track

With Cash capitalizing on this mic in fact

We fucking with the captain of rap

My **** with the Nike cap, keep the continuity quite exact

So lure your cats into the second classic

We're mature as the numero uno aspect, as yet

Who's to pass the driver?

O tries to flow to die and flow and the death blow survive

I echo through external vibe

With internal experiences I've acquired

I'm probably the most honest hip hopper alive

A victim depicting images from my own eyes

Never living through homes why?

Homie got his own set of Cajuns, stand up guy

It's Cash, and it's O Tri' rappers we blow by

This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie

****

We run this shit, four five on the hip

We riding with Shady

Y'all **** ain't dope, y'all **** ain't skilled

Y'all **** ain't crazy

Bring it on if you want, you don't know

The homicides that I've done lately, ****

We run this shit, four five on the hip

Been riding for Shady, Shady

We run this shit, four five on the hip

'Bout to ride for Shady

Y'all ain't hard, y'all **** ain't real

Y'all **** ain't crazy

Bring it on if you want, you don't know

The homicides that I've done lately

We run this shit, four five on the hip

'Bout to ride for Shady