[Hook] (x2) I'm witchu if you ready to roll I'm witchu if you ready to ride I'm witchu if you ready to take bread I'm witchu if you ready to pop [Verse 1] I'm down for whatever just give me the nod We have him tied up in the back of the yard Duct tape [?] behind the garage Or better yet put him there between the cars What I'm tryin' to tell you is I roll homie We after the same things, the globe homie Roll like the fo' fo' chrome's on me But it ain't that it's just that I'm no phony Homie, I ride to the end Show these fake n***as the meaning of friend ‘Cause they done got it all twisted The whole definition they missed it They only come around just to get lifted If you ain't got sh** well guess what they missin' With friends like that, who needs enemies? We say f** ‘em there go your remedy [Hook] (x2) [Verse 2] And he could sit you down with a gun to your face I'ma come around and spray him with mace He won't even know what happened Snatch the gun, put it away then smack him Tell him he done messed with the wrong clique ‘Cause I'm a part of this b**h Now that them understand pressure He said it himself, he never should've test us Now he kinda wishin' he was down with us ‘Cause he knows it's all real no clown n***as Over here we all about the big dank boy First you be a team player then you get a name boy I don't know where you're from, or what you're on And don't be a gangsta ‘cause Gotti gone Take you to the crib make you eat the long If a n***a front on my dog, we gon' body arm [Hook] (x2)