Ride 2 Night

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
How many niggas wanna Ride 2 Night?
Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide 2 Night.
I'm a make me a muthafucker slide 2 Night
And put a swellin' on his pimpin' Ride out 2 Night.

[Z-Ro:]
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman, Ro had makin' money on his mind
Now it's 2003 & ain't a thing changed
I'm still fishin' for feddy, bringin' to make brains hang
Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my nigga
Fuck over us & you'll be lookin' for your life my nigga
I guarantee, that you will lose it
'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' fool with my hand tool & I'm not afraid to use it
'Cause everyday, a nigga be bustin' for fun
When I be clutchin' my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talkin' down on the compound, what they smokin' 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'm a brandish my Baretta
So one more kill one more murder, one more homicide
Challenge my authority & I'm a show you how to ride.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
How many niggas wanna Ride 2 Night?
Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide 2 Night.
I'm a make me a muthafucker slide 2 Night
And put a swellin' on his pimpin' Ride out 2 Night.

[Z-Ro:]
Mo' City muthafucker, run & hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leavin' 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, livin' in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need & seek forgiveness of the Lord.
Can I get a blessin'? Niggas is stressin' me out
But when I open fire, seem like they be helpin' me out
And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still bumpin'
Clear the parkin' lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still dumpin'.
Automatic twin bitches, out the window 'Cause I be trippin' on that cousin & that endo.
In a world of my own my nigga, I'm a G in these streets
And if you lookin' for me bitch, I'm a be in these streets
It ain't no hidin' from the shadow of death, it's do or die
Go to war with a killer & I'm a show you how to ride.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
How many niggas wanna Ride 2 Night?
Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide 2 Night.
I'm a make me a muthafucker, slide 2 Night
And put a swellin' on his pimpin' Ride out 2 Night.

[Z-Ro:]
I'm a show you muthafuckers, how to ride
Let a muthafucker disrespect me, I'm a show a muthafucker how to slide.
Hoping some of that 'cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I'm able to use it.
Shoot first & never ask questions later on
This life I'm livin' one day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory fuckin' with me, plus I'm thuggin' to the finish line
Fuck what they goin' through, they gon' give me mine
A ton & a half, of leave me alone
Comin' at me your members too nervous to come see me alone.
Where the real niggas at? Where the real niggas at?
Cause these coward muthafuckers, got me watchin' my back
And everytime I whip 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 & Q's, at all times
Come & see me muthafucker, I'm a show you how to ride.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
How many niggas wanna Ride 2 Night?
Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide 2 Night.
I'm a make me a muthafucker slide 2 Night
And put a swellin' on his pimpin' Ride out 2 Night.

(*Z-Ro talking*)
How many niggas wanna ride tonight? Fuckin' with Z-Ro
It's for sho' to be a homicide tonight
I be damn if I let a muthafucker get out of line with me
And I don't pull his co-tail. Fuck around & slap the shit out a muthafucker
Bitch you better back-back, give me 50
More than 50 feet though, bitch you better give me 50 muh'fuckin' kilometers
Give me 50 miles muh'fucker, you don't wanna be around me man
When my face frown up
'Cause your bitch ass will be face up from the ground up.
You feel me? R.I.P. rest in peace hoe ass niggas.

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