Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder
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My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder
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You niggas better expect retaliation feel the playa hation
Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock
Real niggas don't stop pop pop
put him in the mud nigga and your body rot
Top closing down on your caskets
wanna make these bastards think we got mercy
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill
you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs
Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course it's the nigga that's takin no shorts
Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource
And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch
and hit you with levels beyond your control
My momma never raised no punks and hoes
Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough
I know y'all motherfuckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere to hide
Makin motherfuckers feel the vibe for life
In the midst of the twist I'll be down to ride

We're ready for war

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

We're ready for war

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

I'ma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can't fade it
We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken
Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me it was comin
Trapped in the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em fuck 'em
Them fools come back like I'm ready for war is that all you got
Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents
Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me
Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so fuck you you weren't original
Mono y mono ain't no subliminal Hey
When I regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin
Catch me caught me must have seen
And they're gonna get your ass next weekend

We're ready for war

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

We're ready for war

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

We're ready for war

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

We're ready for war

Ridin with death

We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals

My mental seduction run your whole sound suction abduction of lyrics
Is the loss of life love and spirits
Capital offense for generics lost in the prison
Lieutenants overseeing the barracks checkin in
Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
Smokin hay that bite shit like microchips
I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
When you're fate rotten, bitch

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Writer(s): ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MC CANE, CEDRIC FOSTER, CHARLES SCRUGGS, MARILYN MC LEOD, PAMELA JOAN SAWYER, STANLEY HOWSE