Ride 2 Night lyrics

[Hook]
How many n*ggas, wanna ride tonight
f*ck with me, it'll be a homicide tonight
I'ma make me a motherf*cker, slide tonight
And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out tonight

[Z-Ro]
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind
Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed
I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains hang
n*gga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my n*gga
f*ck over us, and you'll be looking for your life my n*gga
I garuntee, that you will lose it
(cause I'm a motherf*cking fool with my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it)
Cause everyday, a n*gga be busting for fun
When I be clutching my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talking down on the compound, what they smoking on
Mo City inner-circle, will leave a b*tch with broken bones
United together, forever
As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, I'ma brandish my Baretta
So one mo' kill one mo' murder, one mo' homicide
Challenge my authority, and I'ma show you how to ride

[Hook]
[Z-Ro]
Mo City motherf*cker, run and hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leaving 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, living in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need, and seek forgiveness of the Lord
Can I get a blessing, n*ggas is stressing me out
But when I open fire, seem like they be helping me out
And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still bumping
Clear the parking lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping
(automatic twin b*tches, out the window
Cause I be tripping on that cousin, and that endo)
In a world of my own my n*gga, I'm a G in these streets
And if you looking for me b*tch, I'ma be in these streets
It ain't no hiding from the shadow of death, it's do or die
Go to war with a killa, and I'ma show you how to ride

[Hook]

[Z-Ro]
I'ma show you motherf*ckers, how to ride
Let a motherf*cker disrespect me, I'ma show a motherf*cker how to slide
(hoping some of that, cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I'm able to use it)
Shoot first, and never ask questions later on
This life I'm living, one day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory f*cking with me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line
f*ck what they going through, they gon give me mine
A ton and a half, of leave me alone
Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me alone
Where the real n*ggas at, where the real n*ggas at
Cause these coward motherf*ckers, got me watching my back
And everytime, I woop a n*gga's ass
I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a b*tch n*gga blast
I'm on my P's and Q's, at all times
Come and see me motherf*cker, I'ma show you how to ride
[Hook]

(*talking*)
How many n*ggas wanna ride tonight, f*cking with Z-Ro
It's fa sho, to be a homicide tonight
I be damned, if I let a motherf*cker get out of line with me
And I don't pull his co-tail, f*ck around and slap the sh*t out a motherf*cker
b*tch you better back-back, give me fifty
Mo' than fifty feet though, b*tch you better give me fifty mo'f*cking kilometers
Give me fifty miles mo'f*cker, you don't wanna be around me man
When my face frown up, cause your b*tch ass'll be face up from the ground up
Feel me R.I.P., rest in peace hoe ass n*ggas