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Beanie Sigel – Ride 4 My Lyrics

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Ayyo, feel this shit right here
All my block niggas
Gimme a second, dogs, I got us, I swear to God
Feel this shit right here

Ayyo, from Boyz II Men to the End of the Road
Yo, we boys to the end never been in the cold
You got me, I got you till our souls grow old
He shot you, he shot me, how we supposed to roll
I take a shot for my nigga, gimme two to the ribs
Run a spot for my nigga while you doin your bid

fck a step, pop these cs gonna know who you is
I get it through to your wiz that its due to the kids
For my dog, I swear to God, Ill sit in a box
Gimme three hots and a cot before I snitch to the cops
Six foot, ditch pam box covered with rocks
Tombstone ready die for the love of his block

Know what I want in my life, I want for my brother
Know what I want for my wife, I want for my mother
It aint a question on what I would do for my squad
Ask yourself if you really true to your squad

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

We gon ride 95 till it aint no gas, flip and divide ties till it aint no cash
And till the computers crash and the dough all plastic
Everything in our path go through and smash it
Put our niggas over bitches, niggas over riches
Niggas over drugs, for my niggas I get slugs

I know my niggas thugs, for my niggas, I shed blood
My niggas, yall dont owe me shit, just show me love
Ima get us out these streets, help our family eat
Move us out the hoods, put us in the woods
Gimme just a second, my flow aint yet perfected
But damn when it is, shit then when it is

I speak the truth, dont take this here as no song
Till Im gray at the roots and my beard grow long
Its me and you ride or die, lets weather the storm
Take on the world, playboy, whatever its on

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky

Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

I took bread with my niggas, spot rushed for funds
Took lead with my niggas and we bust our guns
Aint care where and when and who the fck would come
We knew wed ride till the day we die, till the day I fry
Told yall till I touch the sky

We gon roll, gon flip, touch them pies
Know if I got the six, you can touch the five
For my true block niggas, Ima spark for them
I get shot a million times, lay in chalk for them
Gimme that 5 by 8 where its dark and grim
I give anything to see my dog walk again

You can trust me with your wife, trust me with your kids
Trust me with your life, trust me where you live
Nobody know but me, you and God
Your seed, your girl, mom and my word is my bond

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride with my niggas, die with my niggas
Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas
Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky
Till my number get called and God shut my eyes

Ima ride

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