Da Beatminerz Lyrics

Album: Unknown

How We Ride

f/ Freddie Foxxx, Heather B

 

 [F] You got real street niggas that ride on your side

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

 [H] I got real street niggas that ride on my side, what

 They know the code, either do it or die

 [F] You got rich street niggas that ride on your side

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

 

 [Heather B]

 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 5,000 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 nigga that tryed me, what, he came apart

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

 

 [Heather] You got real street niggas that ride on your side, what

 They know the code, either do it or die

 [Freddie] I got real street niggas that ride on my side

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

 [Both] Who got real street niggas that ride on they side, huh

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

 [Heather] You got real street niggas that ride on your side, huh

 They know the code, either do it or die

 

 [Freddie Foxxx]

 My walk thru life is iller than most niggas that carry toast

 I'm ya emcee, lyrical host

 Stretch a nigga if he stand too close

 My niggas 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 fucked up - niggas'll run you like plays

 And cut you like 'Back in the days'

 I got real street niggas 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 bitcha

 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 nigga be in

 My niggas seein what I'm seein

 Bustin out the back window when we fleein

 We heard your radio record, you bitch nigga

 Now we sittin back waitin to rob this fake rich nigga

 Biters and snitch niggas, get put in PC like lyrical police

 Stay the fuck away from me

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

 Then fuck with fake ass niggas, that ain't like me

 

 [H] You got real street niggas that ride on your side, huh

 They know the code, either do it or die

 [F] You got real street niggas that ride on your side baby

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

 [Both] We got real street niggas that ride on our side, huh

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

 [Both] We got REAL street niggas that ride on our side, huh

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