Ride 4 You Lyrics - Good Side Bad Side - Master P

Hail mary from the graves, the Lord is with thee 

Bless these thugs (Uuuugh) as we ride (As we ride) 

Good side, bad side 

[Master P] 

Til death do us part we gon thug to the end 

See I got you my nigga from the streets to the pen 

We all family so you know that I care 

And if you need me my nigga just know that I'm there 

[Chorus] 

I'll ride for you boy (My nigga) 

See I'll die for you boy (My nigga) 

Throw em up high for you boy (My nigga) 

And let em fly for you boy (My nigga) 

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[Master P] 

Them boyz can't stop us 

They got us loadin em choppaz 

They wanna do it come pop it 

Man we see em we drop em 

That's the life of a thug we wild out in them clubs 

T-shirts and du-rags show my niggaz some love 

And them fools can't fade us, man these streets they made us 

I guess I'm new and they hate us but these bitches can't play us 

I live the life of a rida, I'm a soldier to the end 

From the streets to the hood to the grave or the pen 

[Chorus] 

[Master P] 

Photos 

Gold teets and tats, we strapped with gats 

Trucks and sport cars spinnin on 24 rats 

Got a mean nigga facin fuckin 20 to life 

Now his kids with no father, figure they can't sleep at night 

And the lawyer told his baby momma he ain't comin home for the summer 

Man she pawned all his jewelry and got rid of the hummer 

They shot my cousin Forty then they called me, told me he'd make it 

But my aunt, she got a bad heart, I know she can't take it 

My momma stared at the walls and waited for me to come home 

I must be here for a reason, why did I live this long? 

They took my brother Kevin, may he rest in peace 

Ad me and Silkk won't be the same til she murder free 

[Chorus x2] 

[Afficial] 

Ghetto soldiers gone to war, you gone but not forgotten 

This is more than a song, niggaz is still plottin 

I'm reminiscen, clouds dark while it rain pour 

Ain't nutin changed we can still hustle by the same store 

My boy grown so y'all can fill in the blank 

My label a gas station niggaz fill in the tank 

You see my team and we spit it the hardest 

Still runnin wit my pop's old advice, finish shit if you started it 

So we live life on the edge now 

And shots hurt so a 40 under my shirt until I'm dead now 

I got real niggaz ridin wit me 

And so you know that it ain't a small task if you try and get me 

[Chorus x2] 

New No Limit Only (My nigga [x8])