How We Ride - Da Beatminerz/Heather B./Freddie Foxxx

You got real street n**gas that ride on your side

They know the code it's either do it or die

I got real street n**gas that ride on my side what

They know the code either do it or die

You got rich street n**gas that ride on your side

They know the code it's either do it or die

So what the world gon' tell us

Me and mine too strong and rebellious the petties stay jealous

Find me in the dusty cellars writing

To feed the 5000 fellas hustlers and street dwellers

Heather B devoted quote it

I feed the desperate and demoted

Want passion I'm loaded

The truth I uphold it

Wisdom I tote it

Bet that outdoes me Heather B self promoted

I know thieves thugs and crooks

We be ridin and I don't care how it look

You better take it easy 'fore you get that took

Yo my mans and them be off the hook PA

My peoples be's behind me so I fears nobody

Foxxx push the Navie while I'm ridin shotty

The last n**ga that tryed me what he came apart

He dropped mine and they took his heart so don't start

You got real street n**gas that ride on your side what

They know the code either do it or die

I got real street n**gas that ride on my side

They know the code it's either do it or die

Who got real street n**gas that ride on they side huh

They know the code it's either do it or die

You got real street n**gas that ride on your side huh

They know the code either do it or die

My walk thru life is iller than most n**gas that carry toast

I'm ya emcee lyrical host

Stretch a n**ga if he stand too close

My n**gas know who the boss is

The 240 pound bald headed killer

That don't know what a loss is

We like black Yukons and Navigators

Real street agrivators and we'll kill you in a suit and gators

Don't get it f**ked up n**gas'll run you like plays

And cut you like back in the days

I got real street n**gas that ride right or wrong

They always on my side so bring it on

Take ya picture then we come and get'cha ya little bi**cha

We bust ya with them four pound shells

That split'cha when they hit'cha

My unpredictable style of emceeing

Kinda reflectes the unpredictable zone a n**ga be in

My n**gas seein what I'm seein

Bustin out the back window when we fleein

We heard your radio record you b**ch n**ga

Now we sittin back waitin to rob this fake rich n**ga

Biters and snitch n**gas get put in PC like lyrical police

Stay the f**k away from me

I'd rather bounce to Jerse' and rock with Heather B

Then f**k with fake a** n**gas that ain't like me

You got real street n**gas that ride on your side huh

They know the code either do it or die

You got real street n**gas that ride on your side baby

They know the code it's either do it or die

We got real street n**gas that ride on our side huh

They know the code it's either do it or die

We got real street n**gas that ride on our side huh

They know the code it's either do it or die what