Jay-z - Ride Or Die lyrics
I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man Cause they got money man, heh heh [Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah Yeah, Stevie J n***a Y'all ready? Yo, yo How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) How many y'all wanna ride tonight n***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 3X] [Verse One: Jay-Z] Aiyyo f** y'all, n***az I crush y'all, rush y'all with the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all little motherf**ers ain't ready for war I seen your team in a Chrysler before, but I forgot? The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style Y'all n***az is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that this n***a ready for war, well where that fool at? I bruise wack rap n***az severely punish them Especially those that get f**ed for they publishing, heh Always gotta be the weakest n***a out the crew I probably make more money off yo' album, than you You see the respect I get everytime I come through Check your own videos, you'll always be number two n***az talkin real greasy on them R&B records but I'm platinum a million times n***a, check the credits S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price I can even make YO' sh** tighter I roast n***az like ya, smoke n***az like ya Take your little j**els and put the toast to n***az like ya You know what the f** we do and why we done it How I bring it to n***az who, probably want it Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted And I don't even smoke n***a, ain't no joke n***az cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky sh** Makin little tapes but keepin it secret Cause I kick that deep sh** that divide your peeps sh** Now I don't know if you f**in with Jigga spittin that weak sh** y'all How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) How many y'all wanna ride tonight n***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 2X] Yeah, yeah n***az don't want it with Jig, cause somethin got to give I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live Jigga's the Don, b**hes scream "Jigga dandy, dick is the bomb, about as thick as a arm" Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm b**h I'm tryin to tell you like Nichalous Bond I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that? Cars, j**elry, homes, I did that Oh's, shootouts, keys, I live that Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit that I get stacks and still I kick back and run up on n***az with the midac, where the sh** at? How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) How many y'all wanna ride tonight n***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 2X] Time to seperate the platinum from the white gold, right from the door The real from the fake, ready rock from the raw The boss from the runners, cats who ride dick from the cats with the numbers, the five from the six I got cop n crash money, pop the dash money Press the bu*ton, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money Beef with Jigga, watch yo' a** Money It's El Presidente, top bra** money Now I don't flash the steel, I blast for real My motto: you only good as the last n***a you k** I'm here to snatch this meal, n***a that's for real If you rollin with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh? How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) How many y'all wanna ride tonight n***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 4X]