Riders lyrics

by

Master P


[C-Murder]
n*ggas (what?)
Would you ride for the cause? (hell yeah!)
Would you die for the cause? (f*ckin right!)
How many n*ggas down to ride for me? (we riders!)

My name manifest pain to my enemies
Holler C-Murder and bring b*tches to thier knees
Violent killers ready for blood marches
Convicted murderers with open drug charges
Strapped with semi autos and po-po's
And nickle plated slug nose and we left the Calli cause
We made n*ggas, raised in ghetto's and slums
Totin chips and A-K's, 100 round drums (ha)
Shoot first, and leave them standing in thier shoes
We TRU n*ggas, bounded by blood and tatooes
Infiltrating my click, fool it ain't gonna happen
Us n*ggas been gettin paid before we started rapping
Situation getting sticky, call my dawgz on the phone
Here comes the brigade, aiming straight for your dome
Ain't No Limit to the motherf*cking thang, we a click
We rowdy, many n*ggas in the TRU click

[Hook]
We riders
No Limit n*ggas
We riders
We TRU n*ggas
We riders
We real n*ggas
We riders
We thug n*ggas (2X)
How many n*ggas wanna ride and get paid
I plan to sell a hundred million records in four days
Gangstas make the world go round
But TRU n*ggas make gangsta sh*t go down
We come in your set flip your dope and get rich
Take over your block and your spot with number one hits
Money and power, ha, give me the world
Cause after dollars no cents, only time will tell
Ha, I'm goin through somethangs, fool, so stop hatin
You live for weed and money, I live for greens and bacon
And I ain't takin no shorts with my ghetto d
I stick to plan B and keep my eyes on my enemies
And if you want some n*gga come and get some
We ride bourbans and llacs when its time to attack
So throw em up if you a real soldier
I'll make you say uhhhhh, I thought I told ya

Chorus 2X
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