Master P - Ride lyrics

Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire
And all my fucking enemies evaporated
(evaporated)
Only the real can feel me (only the real)

Let's ride this one's for
The killers and dealers
Still bout it bout it nigga now
The world gone feel it

Stomach pains in the ghetto when I'm starving
But picture me a third ward nigga ballin'
A house on the lake and one on the hill
A mansion and a Ferrari worth
Millions in dollar bills
If the game won't change me
These niggas won't tame me
This bitches won't brain me
And everybody blame me
Niggas gettin' paid started from the streets
If a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat
I live my life with some thugs
I run with killers and G's
Tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed

I'm asking ya'll a question who
Make these white laws
And all the taxes I pay why
Don't the government protect superstars?
They couldn't save Biggie and what about 2Pac
My little brother C-Murder went to jail
With AP-9 and two Glocks
This ghetto got me trapped these
Fiends drivin' me crazy
I'm duckin' dodgin' the police, penitentiary
And daisy
Protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
The ghetto bottles are broken
And cast popped open
Nobody want to die young
But everybody gotta go
So pass me the stress release
Cuz even Bill Cliton smoke

Nigga we riders
(riders) for every fucking one
Of us they take we takin' a hundred of them
We gonna make some motherfuckin'
Statements too now but you know what that we
Mortalizin' together and comin' together
And we diein' together it ain't no
Game niggas soliders black power
'til death do us part nigga for every nigga
They take we gone make 100 more
To multiply ya'll niggas multiply
(wake up niggas
We gotta stop killin' each other)
No Limit like gremlins nigga
Water make millions, ya heard?
(nigga we don't make dope they make dope)
If all ya'll niggas talkin' to the feds
Tryin' to get a nigga locked up
Then ya'll know a nigga that
Changed his whole attitude
Changed his whole motherfuckin' game nigga we
Too motherfuckin' legit to quit
So ya'll read about that
And ya'll motherfuckin' media
That want a nigga to war this rap
Wars and shit niggas don't kill niggas
The media kills niggas I feel your pain
Suge Knight nigga Death Row Records
No Limit motherfuckin' records
(could be anyone of us) niggas unite
(they don't want niggas to make
It out of the ghetto)
Take advantage of opportunites ya
Heard me? To
All ya'll fucking niggas out there
Livin' like guppies ya'll know No Limit
Niggas we wet guppies up
(wet'em up) ya'll remember that this is
From the motherfucking Last Dizzon
Not the last tizzime though this
Is for all my
No Limit soldiers from the south to the west
To the east to the motherfuckin'
North let's ride niggas
Real niggas don't die we multiply nigga
Gotta pack some heat cuz
That's the only way he gone protect himself
I don't give a fuck if I
Just got off parole nigga I'm gonna
Protect me and mines nigga
You protect you and yours