Verse one (Freddie Foxxx)
I'm livin' in hell where all these n***az
got stories to tell I be blasin't on these b**h n***az
servin' well and the company I keep be the scum of the earth
body tated hair matted sellin' Key's if you f** wit these
law breakin' n***az scream f** the police
we gonna ball fo the lil n***a sh**
what the f** you figure?
Timbaland boots forty fives wit nicket plates
findin' n***az dead, bring'em home and I can't wait
if n***az is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em
all that job-ownin' sh**, f** you,I ain't wit'em
Cuz, when I say jump, n***az say
How high? or I stabb you in ya f**in' eye
now let's get busy n***a
Chorus (Freddie Foxxx)
Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight?
how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why
Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight?
how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why
Verse two (Hussein Fatal)
Keep it comin', these n***az get done in
on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga
puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man
like he blast it off, beyond that, ?
criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap
endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this f**in'(f** yall)sh**
so I'm a be buckin' sh**, ya don't know who you f**in' wit
yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin'
up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop
Chorus (Freddie Foxxx)
Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight?
how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why
Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight?
how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why
Verse three (Freddie Foxxx)
Some n***az, kinda of coke
scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya a** like you
Plexey gla**, so I send my pretty b**h
swingin' tits and a**, preal hander on her burner so she
blastin' fast, alot of n***az know my rep,
but it don't mean sh**, til you witness to yourself
how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' a** b**h
share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility
you get the f**in' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes
it's only hollow points I spit out my nine
drillin' n***az on the block, when I'm pa**in' through
I bust six, in the air n***a, just for you
and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen
I'd be the last n***a rappin', I'll keep my f**in' guns clappin'
Verse four (Hussein Fatal)
Whatever though, fake a** n***as will never know
smellin' they own sh**, when I rip the Berrta slow
the nine milly, the fake thuggs n***az thats gettin' silly
blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em
I don't give a f**, how small big and tall
come get me, and I talk on how square yall are
attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't know what these n***az, be thinkin' when they see me
n***az call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie
I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
yall n***az is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax
thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we
we lost n***az, fo life, out here they can't drown me
I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up
to tall for lust, I bend these b**hes when I f**
Chorus (Freddie Foxxx)
Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight?
how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why
Yall n***az, wanna ride tonight?
how many n***az, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over b**hes, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why
Muthaf**in' M.O.B you ain't seen sh** yet, what?...