Master P - Homie Ride lyrics

(feat. C-Murder, Gambino Family, Silkk the Shoc) [Chorus--Master P x4] I wonder when my homies ride Cuz when I'm gone ain't no time tah shed tears and cry [Master P] Uggggh Made money from cane, but times done change I done change my life, but still trapped in the game A young thug n***a hustlin' full of hennesey Mama said P keep yah eyes on yah enemies A lil' skinny n***a made it to the big times No Limit Soldier still chased by the one time I feel like it's, it's us against the world Cuz every young n***a that I know is homie-furall The game wont change me, but these streets made me Papa wasn't home so these k**as f**in' raised me Uggggh [Chorus--Master P x2] [Silkk the Shocker] Now look I got k**as surroundin' me, but I don't know who gon' bust n***as aim fo' themselves, so I don't know who tah trust Friend or foe, enemies or hoe I don't know who tah dust b**hes tell me it ain't even, so I don't know who tah f** Now look, I ride with ridahs, and plus I k** with k**as (Uggggh) n***a deal with dealers, and plus I steal with stealers Now they always told me Silkk, look you be the first tah get k**ed But they done f**ed up, and let me see my first f**in' meal Now I was like sh**, I want hundreds in dough Have two quarters like hundreds of hoes, and rock hundreds of shows Receive letters from my n***as up in prison tellin' me At the most come get us, at the least come and visit (Uggggh) [Chorus--Master P x2] [C-Murder] Imagine the pain n***a, would you accept my debt? Or would you hesitate, retaliation, on my last breath? And I ain't talkin' 'bout no muthaf**in' people I won't rest till I see a n***a dead in the concrete I be a TRU Soulja till I'm buried I leave 'em worried, gettin' high for my homies in the cemetery I went from ghettos, tah condos, tah shows with hoes Tah bustin' at fools with nickle plated fo' fo's Huh, cuz Im'a ride for my tank dawgz So put yah name on the wall, cuz I'm comin' tah get all y'all No Limit n***as be the realest, so rest yah soul Cuz fo' sho' they gon' feel it (Uggggh) [Chorus--Master P x2] [The Gambino Family--Verse 1] I wonder will my thug n***as ride fo' me? n***a I wonder will they'll k** or die with me I'm just a ghetto child tryna get rich My home boy hate, man lifes a b**h [The Gambino Family--Verse 2] Hold yo' breath young n***as cause these streets a trip Protect yah own and live long, man lifes a b**h With my hopes to survive, I plan tah get rich And if I die, f** the cryin' and this funeral sh** My only wish is tah see this n***as pain for this sh** Lord forgive me, but revenge is the life that I picked Homicides, hennesey, it's the life that we lead And if I die, I got some TRU n***as comin' with me Muthaf**as (Uggggh) [Chorus--Master P x4] Haha, no time tah shed no muthaf**in' tears n***a When we gone, n***a smile Some real n***as done moved on And y'all n***as thats left, it's time tah muthaf**in' ride Haha