Ride Wit My Heat

[Chorus: Uzi] I gotta ride wit my layin' close on on seat That's how I'm livin', playin' tha game just like red meat I don't win, I don't eat, I'm refusin' to sleep Everyday I'm livin' life dodgin' death on tha street [Reapeat] [Uzi] 7 nights on a flight, dressed in black on black Catch 2 days sleep nigga & I'm back on tha set Treat ya body junkie boy, all I want is tha money You can point, snort, smoke, speed, ball & feel lovely Play it how it go I gotta get mine Duck tha law at tha same time, stick & move, fuck jail time Fuck petty hustlin', move to big weight Nothin' less tha 12-5, I'm grossin' 50 G's everyday Sound kinda sweet but I'm livin' uncomfortable Cause my shadow spook me out, niggas plottin' on takin' me out But I been puttin' in work, so nigga deal wit me Make me paranoid, I'm uppin' them toys, my heat ridin' wit me [Prime Suspects talkin'] Seen 9-0 pussy ass niggas around this bitch jackin' 'em, Have they maw dressed in all black singin' a melody around this bitch (What, fuck it, where them niggas at then) What's happenin' (Man fuck it, I ain't seen 'em no mo', lets take a ride down tha rode) Shit I gots some heat [Glock] Fuckin' well right I be spooked out I ain't trustin' on shit, Cause niggas always tryna get theyself repped out That's how they find you all tha way stretched tha fuck out Tryna come up on some clout, Gotta slow 'em down, get my name out cha mouth I roll wit 2 junkie fields, chrome 357 steal Throw away at will, if got murda murda kill It gets real behind my meal ticket Evertime I show my grill in tha field It pays tha bills, I'm chasin' Jill But I gotta support tha fam, can't be weak You not gonna take this from me I'm hound out like Cujo Look in my eye, tha result of hard times Got me losin' my mind, fuck it, losin' my mind [New-9] I gotta ride wit my heat, smack dead on my front seat Two 9 millimeters nigga & they sqaushin' all beefs So I keep heaters on a day to day basis Cause I'm a Prime Suspect nigga That can't get around for catchin' cases So I hit Uzi & Glock on a home wit they's heads up shot Tha quarter shop hot, meat me around tha corner from tha block Yall know how it go, if it don't, then it's rocks in tha cut nigga Tha dicks, they come up, You can tell 'em cause they like what's up nigga Ironically, on tha hot spot, there goes Uzi & Glock in tha cut Wit tha head stash, wit 2 macs, 2 pumps, & 2 choppers We play tha game like red meat, & if we don't win, we don't eat Put tha macs & pumps in tha trunk & tha choppers on tha back seat nigga [Prime Suspects talkin'] Respect a reall nigga (or getdealt wit nigga) I'd rather be dead than po' nigga (Just them pussy ass bitches bout playin' wit a nigga) That's how it be happenin' (they definately respectin' a nigga now) You know I gotta ride wit my muthafuckin' heat nigga [Chorus]