Let's Ride

Let me get a cigarette, dawg

Check, check

Just let the beat ride for a minute

Cool, quit fucking with the drums boy

Come on now

Uh yeah

What it is to truly go to war, you know

When two men say fuck it, you know what I'm sayin?

Shit'll get real serious

He made it through surgery, they took him into intensive

When they take him off the machine if he simply keeps on breathing

He'll continue living if not he's leaving

Youd never thought youd find such realife in the sound

Of that fucking beeping

As long as you hear that beeping, he's just sleeping

His mamas standing by his bed sayin' please jesus

Could be your momma, my momma, shit, any of us's mommas

They gotta indentifiy us before they can embalm us

If we ain't wearin' armor, bullets go through us like butter

Talkin' turn to feudin' now shooting at each other

We thought that was your window, but it was your younger brother's

How the fuck do you intend to explain that to your mother?

You got people, I got people, you got kids, I got kids

You got beef, I guess we beefin' and that's just the way it is

You got life insurance, motherfucker, well then so do I

At least we know our children be took care of when we die

You got people, I got people, you got kids, I got kids

You got beef, I guess we beefin' and that's just the way it is

You got lil' homies, motherfucker, well then so do I

At least we know our people still be ridin' when we die

It's a shady game, I done seen some shady things

Invaded my homie's house, killed him in front of his babies, man

Crazy things, filled with gauges and AK's

We all make the front page some day nam'sayin'?

Either cuffed or covered up the victim of the perpetrator

My city cold like a big ole refrigerator

On top of that you got these petty ass instigators

Cheerleading, and they ain't gettin' paper

Lit your gas on the fire every chance they get

Like it just makes they look bitch ass, panties wet

(Meanwhile) Stak livin' fed, Stak gettin' bread

You bumpin' your guzzle 'bout me while Stak gettin' head

I ain't studying that talking, but I do have limits

And I'm sick of grown men who act like women

When they snapped my mugshot I throw that trademark grin

Every time I try to leave, I get pulled back in

That's what it is

You got people, I got people, you got kids, I got kids

You got beef, I guess we beefin' and that's just the way it is

You got life insurance, motherfucker, well then so do I

At least we know our children be took care of when we die

You got people, I got people, you got kids, I got kids

You got beef, I guess we beefin' and that's just the way it is

You got lil' homies, motherfucker, well then so do I

At least we know our people still be ridin' when we die

Fully automatic with it

You got a motherfuckin' problem then come and get it

**** solve it like, gentlemen'll work it out like G's

AR-15's and M-16's

Drive-by shootings, home invasions

When we feud, it ain't nothing sacred

Get it off the chest, fuck the fake shit

Dudes I rock with nothing to fuck with

Scandalous shit, thug nothing you can't handle with banana clips

Damn, that's deep, ain't it though?

Shells explode, nova ho

Pistol grips come out the windows

Motherfuckers scurry like antelopes

'Cause they know they whole make hole in his ass

Big ole rounds like cantelopes, boy

You got people, I got people, you got kids, I got kids

You got beef, I guess we beefin' and that's just the way it is

You got life insurance, motherfucker, well then so do I

At least we know our children be took care of when we die

You got people, I got people, you got kids, I got kids

You got beef, I guess we beefin' and that's just the way it is

You got lil' homies, motherfucker, well then so do I

At least we know our people still be ridin' when we die