My Niggaz Gon Ride

[Hook][x2] I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street [Verse 1] I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me I told em “line up boys and put the ladders in the street” And it gon be a homicide, somebody got to bleed That chopper hit him 20 times, put that boy up on a tee Now RIP, last nigga that played got his pussy ass sprayed Now he stiffer than a stone, bones chilling in the grave Hey, I’m lighting Philly when I blaze Bullets smack him in his head, had blood dripping through his waist I’m a North sider rapper, South sider rider My niggas move for me, but ain’t nothing like my chopper Where they at? Right there, pull up when we spot em See them niggas running, if he trip I know I got him I’m riding for my niggas that’s down for me And when I die, nigga don’t cry, just bust your pound for me Yea, like open bar boy, you give em round for free If they ain’t riding, get em round for me [Hook][x2] [Verse 2] I’m like, same niggas used to be speaking, now they grilling Osama asked me what it’s hitting for, I’m like kill em Fuck em, shoot em in they face, make em suffer We smoke em, then we joke about them pussy motherfuckers Strapped up, I’m never sleeping I’m on point, and better him than better me Memory, forever sleep, an enemy, can never be A threat to me, a stress to me, if he ain’t got the breath to breathe All we know is murder homicide Kill him on his doorstep and really make his mama cry Leave her traumatized, let them holler fly Rock a baby boy to sleep, that chopper singing lullabies If it ain’t about a murder I ain’t heard of it We don’t do the hospitals, we do funeral services And gymnastics get a nigga’s casket dirty In other words we laying niggas out, you heard me [Hook][x2]