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Ja Rule - Let's Ride lyrics
Chorus] Where my bitches dat would freak wit me (Come on let's Ride) How many my niggaz dat would row wit me (Come on let's Ride) where my bitches dat would lie for me (Come on let's Ride) How many niggaz dat would die for me, die for me, die for me [Ja Rule] Where the fuck my thugs at ready or not nigga ain't no Turnin Back Where the fuck my hoes at who I pimp hard when they wanna get to a tap But you know you can do dat that luv I'm just hear to fuck you know dat luv Want you want baby roll it or what while you think about Twist me a douche you holdin me up how many bitches wanna ride wit me Or cum tru wit the top down like where my bitches at hop in make it fast don't slow me down Where the fuck my killers at end of the light weight now pop a gun wit them now Where the fuck them clowns at kickin the dough for the pussy by the hour Where the them hoers at get your dough mama I'm ride till the end of the baby this life gonna drive me crazy Been getting high lately wonderin where the lord gonna take me Where the fuck my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun Where the fuck my Mistress at at cock back ready to pop something Since you niggaz all about frontin let's how and when you want Ya don't want my thugs to get up on it leave it alone cuz we bought our liquor, now. [Chorus x2] [Ja Rule] Bitch niggaz better smarten up before I bring out the toast and touch you up Fuckin wit Ja you know you got allot of luck but nowa days you ain't gettin out as much what the fuck iz up baby boy you scared or what I Swiss nothin but the hot shit So I hear you wanna pop shit you don't know who you Fuckin wit let me show how lifes a Bitch I went through drug money hustlin every day to get a taste Through gun or blood money Killin niggaz back then for a small face Got in the hot money wish yourz was mine in every case now it's cream money spelt the raw and if more get chased holla out my niggaz be the word of mouth My bitches bang head like the dirty south nigga bounce row my niggaz ride my bitches if you ain't heard nigga ride out wit us Where the fuck all my murderers hit up wit the heat nigga just because Let the whole world row wit the more of us, let's ride. [Chorus x2] [Ja Rule] (The Lord Iz callin me) recently but ain't got time to speak (Lord what you want from me) hope it ain't my time for the glen to reap (Niggaz be Killin me) turn around look them mud eye gun'em down (That's how I hit'em and) cool'em off what the fuck iz you hollin bout Niggaz be run-in wild) paid to strip what ever happened to the sun hit (Will never calm down) deal wit a lot of niggaz get killed for this (Especially my niggaz) rest in peace to my dogz wit luv till death (For When I die niggaz)never to hell I've been down wit some of the best yeah nigga [Chorus Till End |
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