Ride Thru the City

I wanted all the baddest bitches, went from rags to riches

Starving, we was broke as fuck, but fuck it, we was with the business

Writin' on the wall, walkin' to the corner store

Tell me what you bang, I'll introduce you to that .44

What it is, it's hidden for, I'ma need eleven more

Your homie started trippin', now he's slippin' on that bloody floor

I been tryin' to tell you what bein' a boss is all about

Watch the individual homie, 'cause they be fallin' out

What it's like to be Mexican makin' millions

Tell me what it's like to be drivin' 'round with no ceilings

I wanna motivate all these youngstas and all they siblings

'Cause shit get real as fuck when you witness one of these killings

Me and my dawg, we gon' ride through the city

Me and my dawg, we gon' ride through the city

And all these bitches, I'm takin' 'em with me

And all yo bitches, I'm takin' 'em with me, yeah

I'm puttin' down this Bible as I'm pickin' up this rifle

How can you stay humble when these suckers wanna touch you?

I carry on this promise, I will kill you for my dawgs

When I pray to God, let 'em know I want it all

I took the biggest loss when you left me in the halls

The day my father died, I was sittin' behind bars

Now I sit in cars with no loan, I paid 'em off

These motherfuckers soft, ain't nobody takin' off

You gotta post with guns in them pictures, you a fraud

They know that I'm strapped, I ain't gotta show 'em off

Baby lookin' at me like she wanna take 'em off

Bitch, I'm a don in these streets, what you thought?

Me and my dawg, we gon' ride through the city

Me and my dawg, we gon' ride through the city

And all these bitches, I'm takin' 'em with me

And all your bitches, I'm takin' 'em with me, yeah

I won't tell you how I love you, I'ma show you

I won't tell you I'ma be there, I'ma hold you

I won't tell you I'm a killer, I'ma show you

I'm loadin' up this pistol, and it's for you, motherfucker