Ryder Music

Yeah

Yeah, we can ride to this

Just lay back, crew

Here's a taste of my life

It's bitter and sweet

I put my heart out to the sounds

Of the drums and the beat

I put my life on the line

When I'm out on the street

Put my Teflon on

And roll with my heat

I keep my circle nice and small

I don't fuck with these clown ****

In the race for the cheese

I run laps around ****

Soon as I step on stage

The crowd applauds

Soon as my sneaker wear in stores

Reebok start sore

I ain't gotta say I'm a boss

**** can tell

The East Coast crib

The size of a small hotel

The shit journalists write about me

Get me confused

Have me feelin' like the heavyweight champ

When he lose

I read somewhere I'm homophobic, shit

Go through the hood

There's mad **** on my dick

Now, we can get hostile

Or we can do this smooth

T & T around

I can still make blow move

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go, let's go

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go

Last year, I woke up, a good look

Damn, it feels good

On the low, I done fucked like half of Hollywood

Had your favorite actress

From your favorite shows

In my favorite position

You know how it goes

In my Bentley bumpin' Prince shit

This is When Thugs Cry

This is what it sounds like

When hollow tip slugs fly

Homie, this is something you can ride and smoke to

Stay on point, 'cause **** will ride and smoke you

Jealousy's for women

But some **** is bitch made

They make you wanna run across their head

With a switch blade

They point their finger at me

Sayin' I'm bug

My flow's crack, you listen

Your fuckin' brain's on drugs

Look, ice drippin' on my neck

Hands grippin' on the tec

Fool trippin' through a set

You can get your ass whipped

Cards missin' out my deck

Screws loose, show respect

You try to come at me, kid

Your ass better come correct

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go, let's go

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go

My mama gave birth to a winner

I gotta win

Pray to Lord

Forgive me for my sins

Uh-huh, still thuggin'

Cruisin', rims gleamin'

Like the stones on my wrist

Zonin', guess this is how it feels to be rich

Homie, you hustlin' backwards

If you chasin' a bitch

Stupid, chase the paper

They come with the shit

I'm fallin' in love with success

Entrepreneur, connoisseur

I manuever the best

Rowin', Ruger on my lap

Rubber grip on the handle

Stunt, I'll have ya homies

Burnin' rest in peace candles

As wise men speak

I listen and learn

A man dies, a baby's born

My ****, the world turns

Rappers, I make 'em sick

When I say I'm the shit

They mistake my confidence for arrogance

They hate on the kid

In '99, I had a vision and made a decision

Bein' broke is against my religion

Now I'm picked up

What

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go, let's go

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go, let's go

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go, let's go

This is what you call ryder music

All the gangstas are ridin' to it

Come on, let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that ryder music

Let's go, let's go