| Song | Ride 4 My - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Beanie Sigel |
| Album | The Truth |
| 作词 : Grant, Harrel | |
| Ayyo, feel this shit right here | |
| All my block niggas | |
| Gimme a second, dogs, | |
| I got us, | |
| I swear to | |
| GodFeel this shit right here | |
| Ayyo, from | |
| Boyz II Men to the | |
| End of the | |
| RoadYo, we boys to the end never been in the cold | |
| You got me, | |
| I got you till our souls grow old | |
| He shot you, he shot me, how we supposed to roll | |
| I take a shot for my nigga, gimme two to the ribs | |
| Run a spot for my nigga while you doin' your bid | |
| **** a step, pop these c's gonna know who you is | |
| I get it through to your wiz that it's due to the kids | |
| For my dog, | |
| I swear to | |
| God, I'll sit in a box | |
| Gimme three hots and a cot before | |
| I snitch to the cops | |
| Six foot, ditch pam box covered with rocks | |
| Tombstone ready die for the love of his block | |
| Know what | |
| I want in my life, | |
| I want for my brother | |
| Know what | |
| I want for my wife, | |
| I want for my mother | |
| It ain't a question on what | |
| I would do for my squad | |
| Ask yourself if you really true to your squad | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| We gon ride 95 till it ain't no gas, flip and divide ties till it ain't no cash | |
| And till the computers crash and the dough all plastic | |
| Everything in our path go through and smash it | |
| Put our niggas over bitches, niggas over riches | |
| Niggas over drugs, for my niggas | |
| I get slugs | |
| I know my niggas thugs, for my niggas, | |
| I shed blood | |
| My niggas, y'all don't owe me shit, just show me love | |
| I'ma get us out these streets, help our family eat | |
| Move us out the hoods, put us in the woods | |
| Gimme just a second, my flow ain't yet perfected | |
| But damn when it is, shit then when it is | |
| I speak the truth, don't take this here as no song | |
| Till I'm gray at the roots and my beard grow long | |
| It's me and you ride or die, let's weather the storm | |
| Take on the world, playboy, whatever it's on | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I took bread with my niggas, spot rushed for funds | |
| Took lead with my niggas and we bust our guns | |
| I shook feds with my niggas, knew where to duck and run | |
| Ain't care where and when and who the **** would come | |
| We knew we'd ride till the day we die, till the day | |
| I fryTold y'all till | |
| I touch the sky | |
| We gon roll, gon flip, touch them pies | |
| Know if I got the six, you can touch the five | |
| For my true block niggas, | |
| I'ma spark for them | |
| I get shot a million times, lay in chalk for them | |
| Gimme that 5 by 8 where it's dark and grim | |
| I give anything to see my dog walk again | |
| You can trust me with your wife, trust me with your kids | |
| Trust me with your life, trust me where you live | |
| Nobody know but me, you and | |
| GodYour seed, your girl, mom and my word is my bond | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I'ma ride |
| zuò cí : Grant, Harrel | |
| Ayyo, feel this shit right here | |
| All my block niggas | |
| Gimme a second, dogs, | |
| I got us, | |
| I swear to | |
| GodFeel this shit right here | |
| Ayyo, from | |
| Boyz II Men to the | |
| End of the | |
| RoadYo, we boys to the end never been in the cold | |
| You got me, | |
| I got you till our souls grow old | |
| He shot you, he shot me, how we supposed to roll | |
| I take a shot for my nigga, gimme two to the ribs | |
| Run a spot for my nigga while you doin' your bid | |
| a step, pop these c' s gonna know who you is | |
| I get it through to your wiz that it' s due to the kids | |
| For my dog, | |
| I swear to | |
| God, I' ll sit in a box | |
| Gimme three hots and a cot before | |
| I snitch to the cops | |
| Six foot, ditch pam box covered with rocks | |
| Tombstone ready die for the love of his block | |
| Know what | |
| I want in my life, | |
| I want for my brother | |
| Know what | |
| I want for my wife, | |
| I want for my mother | |
| It ain' t a question on what | |
| I would do for my squad | |
| Ask yourself if you really true to your squad | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| We gon ride 95 till it ain' t no gas, flip and divide ties till it ain' t no cash | |
| And till the computers crash and the dough all plastic | |
| Everything in our path go through and smash it | |
| Put our niggas over bitches, niggas over riches | |
| Niggas over drugs, for my niggas | |
| I get slugs | |
| I know my niggas thugs, for my niggas, | |
| I shed blood | |
| My niggas, y' all don' t owe me shit, just show me love | |
| I' ma get us out these streets, help our family eat | |
| Move us out the hoods, put us in the woods | |
| Gimme just a second, my flow ain' t yet perfected | |
| But damn when it is, shit then when it is | |
| I speak the truth, don' t take this here as no song | |
| Till I' m gray at the roots and my beard grow long | |
| It' s me and you ride or die, let' s weather the storm | |
| Take on the world, playboy, whatever it' s on | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I took bread with my niggas, spot rushed for funds | |
| Took lead with my niggas and we bust our guns | |
| I shook feds with my niggas, knew where to duck and run | |
| Ain' t care where and when and who the would come | |
| We knew we' d ride till the day we die, till the day | |
| I fryTold y' all till | |
| I touch the sky | |
| We gon roll, gon flip, touch them pies | |
| Know if I got the six, you can touch the five | |
| For my true block niggas, | |
| I' ma spark for them | |
| I get shot a million times, lay in chalk for them | |
| Gimme that 5 by 8 where it' s dark and grim | |
| I give anything to see my dog walk again | |
| You can trust me with your wife, trust me with your kids | |
| Trust me with your life, trust me where you live | |
| Nobody know but me, you and | |
| GodYour seed, your girl, mom and my word is my bond | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride with my niggas, die with my niggas | |
| Get high with my niggas, flip pies with my niggas | |
| Till my body get hard, soul touch the sky | |
| Till my number get called and | |
| God shut my eyes | |
| I' ma ride |