Ride With Us Lyrics - M.o.p.

Firing Squad nigga, Firing Squad 

'First Family', top notch nigga, BD 

I used to have so much confidence in myself 

But now my game is changed and my pain's been felt 

My hand's been dealt but it was a missed deal 

And words won't express the way a man William feel 

I came up with them thugs, I grew up in that mud 

Got my hands covered in blood, to stay 

Above the world 

(To see a better day) 

Please my children need and I can't find a fuckin' way 

What can I say, I'ma stressed ghetto soldier 

I'm shell shocked from a back block off Saratoga 

Remember what I told ya, I'm thirsty now 

In fact I feel like everybody's out to hurt me now 

Roll wit me now, am I the only cat that never see 

The M slash O dash P on your TV and the Industry 

Keep fucking wit me, so I brought my cousins wit me 

From now on they gon' be thuggin' wit me 

Eyes and ears, nigga, blunts and beers, nigga 

For months and years it been Blood, Sweat and Tears 

Nigga, raise your metal for Firing Squad royalty 

'First Family', royalty, holla 

How many niggas plan to ride wit us? 

(Ride wit us) 

How many niggas came to die wit us? 

(Die wit us) 

Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck 

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck 

How many niggas plan to ride wit us? 

(Ride wit us) 

How many niggas came to die wit us? 

(Die wit us) 

Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck 

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck 

This is only the beginning, you ain't know one was comin' 

Stand face to me, no more runnin' 

Back from hell, the dramatic, automatic 

Rap track flippin' acrobatic 

Yo we been in this game for damn near a whole decade 

To the death 'til the Firing Squad, cop the next tape 

Brownsville slugger, knucka up in the house 

Had a rumble with the Grim Reaper, knuckled it out 

This ain't for you big willies, this is for my small paws 

Thuggin' wit guns in they draws 

Go against the grain, break all laws 

And keep a bitch wit him, wit drugs in her bra 

Brooklyn, brainiest, blast 

Ain't nothing changed since that nigga been past 

Sound, pound, make you wanna bark 

Specialized by Firing Squad, the underdogs, c'mon 

How many niggas plan to ride wit us? 

(Ride wit us) 

How many niggas came to die wit us? 

(Die wit us) 

Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck 

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck 

How many niggas plan to ride wit us? 

(Ride wit us) 

How many niggas came to die wit us? 

(Die wit us) 

Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck 

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck 

(It's the Firing Squad assassins) 

Ghetto blastin' 

Operation' ran by your man toucan, dance for thug fashion 

(Criminal passion) 

Top of the line, it's unnecessary, buries but we still manage to shine 

(Take a life son) 

Fuck that 

You know the verdict your only a soldier duke but don't get murdered 

You heard I was raised with the elements, it's William 

And if you feel him then don't fuck with my intelligence 

I'm from the Ville 

(That's home) 

I holds my own being that my father's reflection have connected 

And roam, blow 'em and check 'em wit chrome, have ya heard of me 

I heard you wanna hit me, split me, murder me 

So I, regulate, designate, demonstrate 

Blow back you fools wit tools, set 'em straight 

What you want nigga? What it's gon' be? 

I'ma be leavin' you leakin' with clip in the palmy 

I'ma son of a gun, a automatic 4 5th 

Gun shots let off for my dogs, leave your boy stiff 

Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare 

Play a part 'fore you fuck around and start a war here 

(We bust back) 

Collapse, I'm rated are, bringin' it real strong 'cause you niggas 

Still gon' hit me pa, y'all want me, come find me motherfucker 

How many niggas plan to ride wit us? 

(Ride wit us) 

How many niggas came to die wit us? 

(Die wit us) 

Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck 

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck 

How many niggas plan to ride wit us? 

(Ride wit us) 

How many niggas came to die wit us? 

(Die wit us) 

Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck 

Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck 

How many niggas, ride wit us, can you ride? Firing Squad nigga 

Yeah, wit us, 'First Family', murder, top notch nigga 

You know the rules of the motherfucking game, c'mon