Intro: Huh... yeah, (Pt Crisuer) A-Town To Sack Town, (A - Town to sack town like this here) Ya'll Know (916 n****) (Yeeah) Yeah
A Yo Man If you gon ride a n****...Make Sho Dat n**** down 2 ride 4 you, (Ride 4 you n****... PT Cruiser) Pastor... Verse 1 (Yeeah)
Verse 1:
In Da black SS, Dat 96
Wit dat Teflon vest, ready 2 hit
A n**** up 4 da work, I know he got it
N Aint Bout 2 be A whole Lotta talk About it
Smoke a fat blunt, just 2 get my mind right
Put some bullets in my clip, so my nine tight
Ready to ride, You thank I Give a f**k!
Walk Up In da studio N hit dey a** up
1st n**** buck, 1st n**** gettin fired
Da Mothaf**kin gun smoke get me high
Come up bout to change it, dnt come up bout 2 roll it
Yeah im da pastor, but I aint holy
Molly, Gun shots burst out da back
My Mothaf**kin homeboi had my back
Back to dat in crime i take pride
(Huh) N mine gon ride
(Chorus)
N ima ride 4 my n***** datz down to ride(x8)
Verse 2:
My Momma told me everybody ain't ya friend boy
Wind up by yourself in da pin boy
Dem n***** snitches dey tell it if dey know it
N I ain't bout 2 let no weak n**** blow it
Sow it, Got 2 be a way 4 me
2 figure out who keep it real N see who really G
I got n***** say dey down to ride
Real n***** know dey down to ride
So I dig in my pocket all my money is spent
(Huh Huh) Who da f**k gon represent
4 or 5 n***** all dressed in black
Wearin black leather gloves holdin gats N bats (Yeeah)
Strapped up lookin 4 somebody to hit
Nothin gonna help me, but a nice lick
N im runnin outta time
My Back against da wall, N ima ride 4 minez
(Chorus)
N ima ride 4 my n***** datz down to ride(x8)
(Talkin respresentin)
(Chorus)
N ima ride 4 my n***** datz down to ride(x8)
A Yo Man If you gon ride a n****...Make Sho Dat n**** down 2 ride 4 you, (Ride 4 you n****... PT Cruiser) Pastor... Verse 1 (Yeeah)
Verse 1:
In Da black SS, Dat 96
Wit dat Teflon vest, ready 2 hit
A n**** up 4 da work, I know he got it
N Aint Bout 2 be A whole Lotta talk About it
Smoke a fat blunt, just 2 get my mind right
Put some bullets in my clip, so my nine tight
Ready to ride, You thank I Give a f**k!
Walk Up In da studio N hit dey a** up
1st n**** buck, 1st n**** gettin fired
Da Mothaf**kin gun smoke get me high
Come up bout to change it, dnt come up bout 2 roll it
Yeah im da pastor, but I aint holy
Molly, Gun shots burst out da back
My Mothaf**kin homeboi had my back
Back to dat in crime i take pride
(Huh) N mine gon ride
(Chorus)
N ima ride 4 my n***** datz down to ride(x8)
Verse 2:
My Momma told me everybody ain't ya friend boy
Wind up by yourself in da pin boy
Dem n***** snitches dey tell it if dey know it
N I ain't bout 2 let no weak n**** blow it
Sow it, Got 2 be a way 4 me
2 figure out who keep it real N see who really G
I got n***** say dey down to ride
Real n***** know dey down to ride
So I dig in my pocket all my money is spent
(Huh Huh) Who da f**k gon represent
4 or 5 n***** all dressed in black
Wearin black leather gloves holdin gats N bats (Yeeah)
Strapped up lookin 4 somebody to hit
Nothin gonna help me, but a nice lick
N im runnin outta time
My Back against da wall, N ima ride 4 minez
(Chorus)
N ima ride 4 my n***** datz down to ride(x8)
(Talkin respresentin)
(Chorus)
N ima ride 4 my n***** datz down to ride(x8)