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master p - who down to ride lyrics

who down to ride

[master p]
told y’all i was gon’ let them n-gg-z run that beef sh-t til i get tired of it
then i’ma put them motherf-ckers to sleep – you got them extra heaters n-gg-?
let’s go ride

[d.i.g.]
who the f-ck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to get high with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to ride with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to die with me

yo who the f-ck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to get high with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to ride with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to die with me

[master p]
i’m feelin sick, i done swallowed a f-ckin rock
i ain’t even runnin, here comes the cops
i got my soldier gear on, and i’m motherf-ckin ready
you nightmare on elm street, you jason and i’m freddy
we got a job to do, then it’s a motherf-ckin lick
fifty g’s on his -ss, then it’s a motherf-ckin split
me and my homies gon’ smoke and when we get done we gon’ get blunted
and after we handle our business, we gonna chase after some honies
n-body f-ckin move, n-body get hurt
don’t make me put your face on a motherf-ckin shirt
i’m from the 3rd ward, where we all crack skulls
and we don’t give a f-ck cause we all toss broads
now if you snitchin, then they gon’ find you in a ditch
but if you b-tchin, then they gon’ find you with some d-ck
n-gg- we uptown, where the lights don’t shine
but with the pistol, and this chrome, watch yo’ -ss get blind
by these youngster that i hang with, i mean these n-gg-z i sang with
we all soldiers for life n-gg-, we on some gang sh-t

[d.i.g.]
who the f-ck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to get high with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to ride with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to die with me

a maniac killer, i’m the n-gg- quick to rip it up
so buck and get f-cked stuck like chuck b-tch, now that -ss is out of luck
i’m from the ruts of the city strictly ghetto born
swoll up hard so you haters best be gone
or he gone like that, i’m tragic on your street
i got what it take to get the glock that knock you off your f-ckin feet
i be the terror in the dark just like a thief
releasin the beast, be deceased, all increase, uhh
t-e-c, n-i-n-e, relieves to any problem
i got the f-ckin cop killers n-gg- you can’t dodge em
like a mirage i’m the n-gg- you think you be seein
i’m leavin em stinkin i’m leavin em invisible even up when they dreamin
you don’t where i went, or how this n-gg- gon’ be on that -ss
and blast, gimme the mic, i’ma show you what i mean froggy fat
but clean as a mouth full of listerine
unseen supreme the king, indisputable
inflictin pain, even my name is immutable
my game is beautiful, f-ck with me and i’ll murder you

who the f-ck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to get high with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to ride with me
yo who the f-ck, that is, going to die with me

- master p lyrics

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