Ride or Die - Jay-Z
I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man
Cause they got money man, heh heh
[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah
Yeah, Stevie J n_gga
Y'all ready? Yo, yo
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N_gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 3X)
Verse One: Jay-Z
Aiyyo f_ck y'all, n_ggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
with the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all
little motherf_ckers ain't ready for war
I seen your team in a Chrysler before, but I forgot?
The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style
Y'all n_ggaz is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I
much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that
this n_gga ready for war, well where that fool at?
I bruise wack rap n_ggaz severely punish them
Especially those that get f_cked for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the weakest n_gga out the crew
I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see the respect I get everytime I come through
Check your own videos, you'll always be number two
N_ggaz talkin real greasy on them R&B records
but I'm platinum a million times n_gga, check the credits
S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price
I can even make YO' sh_t tighter
I roast n_ggaz like ya, smoke n_ggaz like ya
Take your little jewels and put the toast to n_ggaz like ya
You know what the f_ck we do and why we done it
How I bring it to n_ggaz who, probably want it
Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted
And I don't even smoke n_gga, ain't no joke
N_ggaz cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky sh_t
Makin little tapes but keepin it secret
Cause I kick that deep sh_t that divide your peeps sh_t
Now I don't know if you f_ckin with Jigga
spittin that weak sh_t y'all
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N_gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 2X)
Yeah, yeah
N_ggaz don't want it with Jig, cause somethin got to give
I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live
Jigga's the Don, b_tches scream "Jigga dandy,
d_ck is the bomb, about as thick as a arm"
Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm
B_tch I'm tryin to tell you like Nichalous Bond
I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that?
Cars, jewelry, homes, I did that
Oh's, shootouts, keys, I live that
Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit that
I get stacks and still I kick back
and run up on n_ggaz with the midac, where the sh_t at?
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N_gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 2X)
Time to seperate
the platinum from the white gold, right from the door
The real from the fake, ready rock from the raw
The boss from the runners, cats who ride d_ck
from the cats with the numbers, the five from the six
I got cop n crash money, pop the dash money
Press the b_tton, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money
Beef with Jigga, watch yo' ass Money
It's El Presidente, top brass money
Now I don't flash the steel, I blast for real
My motto: you only good as the last n_gga you kill
I'm here to snatch this meal, n_gga that's for real
If you rollin with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh?
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N_gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 4X)
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