Z-Ro - Ride 2 Night lyrics
[Z-Ro - Ride 2 Night lyrics]
How many niggas, wanna ride tonight
Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide tonight
I'ma make me a motherfucker, slide tonight
And put a swelling on his pimping
Ride out tonight
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman
Ro had making money on his mind
Now it's 2000 and 3
And ain't a thang changed
I'm still fishing for feddy
Bringing to make brains hang
Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my nigga
Fuck over us
And you'll be looking for your life my nigga
I garuntee, that you will lose it
(cause I'm a motherfucking fool
With my hand tool
And I'm not afraid to use it)
Cause everyday, a nigga be busting for fun
When I be clutching my guns
Bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talking down on the compound
What they smoking on mo City inner-circle
Will leave a bitch with broken bones
United together, forever
As long as Little J give me the go ahead
I'ma brandish my Baretta
So one mo' kill one mo' murder
One mo' homicide challenge my authority
And I'ma show you how to ride
Mo City motherfucker, run and hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leaving no remainders
I display myself
And put my mask on up in my glass house
Like a receiver on my cash route
Until I'm paid, living in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need
And seek forgiveness of the Lord
Can I get a blessing
Niggas is stressing me out
But when I open fire
Seem like they be helping me out
And not a nan nother one of these fellas
Be still bumping clear the parking lot
Ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping
(automatic twin bitches, out the window
Cause, I be tripping on that cousin
And that endo)
In a world of my own my nigga
I'm a G in these streets
And if you looking for me bitch
I'ma be in these streets
It ain't no hiding from the shadow of death
It's do or die go to war with a killa
And I'ma show you how to ride
I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to ride
Let a motherfucker disrespect me
I'ma show a motherfucker how to slide
(hoping some of that, cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I'm able to use it)
Shoot first, and never ask questions later on
This life I'm living
One day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory fucking with me
Plus I'm thugging to the finish line
Fuck what they going through
They gon give me mine
A ton and a half, of leave me alone
Coming at me your members too nervous
To come see me alone
Where the real niggas at
Where the real niggas at
Cause these coward motherfuckers
Got me watching my back
And everytime, I woop a nigga's ass
I gotta watch out for the reprocussion
Don't be a victim when a bitch nigga blast
I'm on my P's and Q's, at all times
Come and see me motherfucker
I'ma show you how to ride
How many niggas wanna ride tonight
Fucking with Z-Ro
It's fa sho, to be a homicide tonight
I be damned, if I let a motherfucker get
Out of line with me
And I don't pull his co tail
Fuck around and slap the
Shit out a motherfucker
Bitch you better back back, give me fifty
Mo' than fifty feet though
Bitch you better give me
Fifty mo'fucking kilometers
Give me fifty miles mo'fucker
You don't wanna be around me man
When my face frown up
Cause your bitch ass'll be face
Up from the ground up
Feel me RIP, rest in peace hoe ass niggas
Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide tonight
I'ma make me a motherfucker, slide tonight
And put a swelling on his pimping
Ride out tonight
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman
Ro had making money on his mind
Now it's 2000 and 3
And ain't a thang changed
I'm still fishing for feddy
Bringing to make brains hang
Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my nigga
Fuck over us
And you'll be looking for your life my nigga
I garuntee, that you will lose it
(cause I'm a motherfucking fool
With my hand tool
And I'm not afraid to use it)
Cause everyday, a nigga be busting for fun
When I be clutching my guns
Bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talking down on the compound
What they smoking on mo City inner-circle
Will leave a bitch with broken bones
United together, forever
As long as Little J give me the go ahead
I'ma brandish my Baretta
So one mo' kill one mo' murder
One mo' homicide challenge my authority
And I'ma show you how to ride
Mo City motherfucker, run and hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leaving no remainders
I display myself
And put my mask on up in my glass house
Like a receiver on my cash route
Until I'm paid, living in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need
And seek forgiveness of the Lord
Can I get a blessing
Niggas is stressing me out
But when I open fire
Seem like they be helping me out
And not a nan nother one of these fellas
Be still bumping clear the parking lot
Ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping
(automatic twin bitches, out the window
Cause, I be tripping on that cousin
And that endo)
In a world of my own my nigga
I'm a G in these streets
And if you looking for me bitch
I'ma be in these streets
It ain't no hiding from the shadow of death
It's do or die go to war with a killa
And I'ma show you how to ride
I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to ride
Let a motherfucker disrespect me
I'ma show a motherfucker how to slide
(hoping some of that, cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I'm able to use it)
Shoot first, and never ask questions later on
This life I'm living
One day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory fucking with me
Plus I'm thugging to the finish line
Fuck what they going through
They gon give me mine
A ton and a half, of leave me alone
Coming at me your members too nervous
To come see me alone
Where the real niggas at
Where the real niggas at
Cause these coward motherfuckers
Got me watching my back
And everytime, I woop a nigga's ass
I gotta watch out for the reprocussion
Don't be a victim when a bitch nigga blast
I'm on my P's and Q's, at all times
Come and see me motherfucker
I'ma show you how to ride
How many niggas wanna ride tonight
Fucking with Z-Ro
It's fa sho, to be a homicide tonight
I be damned, if I let a motherfucker get
Out of line with me
And I don't pull his co tail
Fuck around and slap the
Shit out a motherfucker
Bitch you better back back, give me fifty
Mo' than fifty feet though
Bitch you better give me
Fifty mo'fucking kilometers
Give me fifty miles mo'fucker
You don't wanna be around me man
When my face frown up
Cause your bitch ass'll be face
Up from the ground up
Feel me RIP, rest in peace hoe ass niggas