Ryder Music

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