50 Cent - Ryder Music lyrics

Yeah yeah we can ride to this
Just lay back and cruise

Here's a taste of my life
It's bitter and sweet
I pour my heart out to the sounds
Of the drums and the beat
I put my life on the line
When I'm out on the street
Put my Teflon on, and roll with my heat
I keep my circle nice and small
I don't fuck with these clown niggas
In the race for the cheese
I run laps around niggas
Soon as I step on stage, the crowd applauds
Soon as my sneaker went in stores
Reebok stock soared
I ain't gotta say I'm a boss, niggas can tell
The East Coast crib the size of a small hotel
The shit journalists write about
Me leave me confused


Have me feeling like the heavyweight
Champ when he lose
I read somewhere I'm homophobic shit
Go through the hood
There's mad niggas on my dick
Now, we can get hostile
Or we can do this smooth
TNT around, I can still make blow move

This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go
This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go

Last year, I woke up with good luck damn
It feels good on the low
I done fucked like half of Hollywood
Had your favorite actress from
Your favorite shows
In my favorite position you know how it goes
And my Bentley bumpin' Prince shit
This is When Doves Cry
This is what it sounds like
When hollow-tip slugs fly
Homie, this is something you can
Ride and smoke to stay on point
'cause niggas will ride and smoke you
Jealousy's for women
But some niggas is bitch made
They make you wanna run across
They head with a switchblade
They point the finger at me
Saying I'm bugged
My flow's crack, you listen
Your fucking brain's on drugs
Look, ice drippin' on my neck
Hands gripping on a TEC
Fool tripping, threw a set
You can get your ass wet
Cards messing up my deck
Screws loose show respect
You try to come at me kid
Your ass better come correct

This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go
This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go

My mama gave birth to a winner, I gotta win
Pray the Lord forgive me for my sins
(Uh, huh) , I'm still thugging
Cruising, rims gleaming like the
Stones on my wrist
Zoning guess this is how it feels to be rich
Homie, you hustling backwards if
You chasing a bitch
Stupid, chase the paper they
Come with the shit
I'm falling in love with success
Entrepreneur, connoisseur
I maneuver the best rolling Ruger on my lap
Rubber grip on the handle
Stunner, have your homies
Burning Rest-in-Peace candles
As wise men speak, I listen and learn
A man dies, a baby's born, my nigga
The world turns
Rappers, I make 'em sick when
I say I'm the shit
They mistake my confidence for arrogance
They hate on the kid
In '99, I had a vision and made a decision
Being broke is against my religion
Now I'm caked up, what!

This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go
This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go
This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go
This is what you call rider music
All the gangsters are riding to it c'mon
Let's roll i can show you how we do it
When we ride to that rider music
(Let's go) let's go