[Hook]
How many n***az, wanna ride tonight
f** with me, it'll be a homicide tonight
I'ma make me a motherf**er, slide tonight
And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out tonight
[Z-Ro]
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind
Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed
I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains hang
n***a this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my n***a
f** over us, and you'll be looking for your life my n***a
I garuntee, that you will lose it
(cause I'm a motherf**ing fool with my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it)
Cause everyday, a n***a be busting for fun
When I be clutching my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talking down on the compound, what they smoking on
Mo City inner-circle, will leave a b**h with broken bones
United together, forever
As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, I'ma brandish my Baretta
So one mo' k** one mo' murder, one mo' homicide
Challenge my authority, and I'ma show you how to ride
[Hook]
[Z-Ro]
Mo City motherf**er, run and hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leaving no remainders, I display myself
And put my mask on up in my gla** house, like a receiver on my cash route
Until I'm paid, living in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need, and seek forgiveness of the Lord
Can I get a blessing, n***az is stressing me out
But when I open fire, seem like they be helping me out
And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still bumping
Clear the parking lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping
(automatic twin b**hes, out the window
Cause I be tripping on that cousin, and that endo)
In a world of my own my n***a, I'm a G in these streets
And if you looking for me b**h, I'ma be in these streets
It ain't no hiding from the shadow of d**h, it's do or die
Go to war with a k**a, and I'ma show you how to ride
[Hook]
[Z-Ro]
I'ma show you motherf**ers, how to ride
Let a motherf**er disrespect me, I'ma show a motherf**er how to slide
(hoping some of that, cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I'm able to use it)
Shoot first, and never ask questions later on
This life I'm living, one day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory f**ing with me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line
f** what they going through, they gon give me mine
A ton and a half, of leave me alone
Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me alone
Where the real n***az at, where the real n***az at
Cause these coward motherf**ers, got me watching my back
And everytime, I woop a n***a's a**
I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a b**h n***a blast
I'm on my P's and Q's, at all times
Come and see me motherf**er, I'ma show you how to ride
[Hook]
(*talking*)
How many n***az wanna ride tonight, f**ing with Z-Ro
It's fa sho, to be a homicide tonight
I be damned, if I let a motherf**er get out of line with me
And I don't pull his co-tail, f** around and slap the sh** out a motherf**er
b**h you better back-back, give me fifty
Mo' than fifty feet though, b**h you better give me fifty mo'f**ing kilometers
Give me fifty miles mo'f**er, you don't wanna be around me man
When my face frown up, cause your b**h a**'ll be face up from the ground up
Feel me R.I.P., rest in peace hoe a** n***az