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master p - homie ride lyrics

[chorus–master p x4]

i wonder when my homies ride
cuz when i’m gone ain’t no time tah she’d 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-gg- hustlin’ full of hennesey
mama said p keep yah eyes on yah enemies
a lil’ skinny n-gg- 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-gg- that i know is homie-furall
the game wont change me, but these streets made me
papa wasn’t home so these killas f-ckin’ raised me
uggggh

[chorus–master p x2]

[silkk the shocker]

now look
i got killas surroundin’ me, but i don’t know who gon’ bust
n-gg-s 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-tches tell me it ain’t even, so i don’t know who tah f-ck
now look, i ride with ridahs, and plus i kill with killas (uggggh)
n-gg- deal with dealers, and plus i steal with stealers
now they always told me silkk, look you be the first tah get killed
but they done f-cked up, and let me see my first f-ckin’ meal
now i was like sh-t, i want hundreds in dough
have two quarters like hundreds of hoes, and rock hundreds of shows
receive letters from my n-gg-s 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-gg-, would you accept my debt?
or would you hesitate, retaliation, on my last breath?
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no m-th-f-ckin’ people
i won’t rest till i see a n-gg- 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-gg-s 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-gg-s ride fo’ me?
n-gg- i wonder will they’ll kill or die with me
i’m just a ghetto child tryna get rich
my home boy hate, man lifes a b-tch

[the gambino family–verse 2]

hold yo’ breath young n-gg-s cause these streets a trip
protect yah own and live long, man lifes a b-tch
with my hopes to survive, i plan tah get rich
and if i die, f-ck the cryin’ and this funeral sh-t
my only wish is tah see this n-gg-s pain for this sh-t
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-gg-s comin’ with me
m-th-f-ckas (uggggh)

[chorus–master p x4]

haha, no time tah she’d no m-th-f-ckin’ tears n-gg-
when we gone, n-gg- smile
some real n-gg-s done moved on
and y’all n-gg-s that’s left, it’s time tah m-th-f-ckin’ ride
haha

- master p lyrics

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