Gone Ride With Me Songtext
von Juvenile

I′m charging 600 for some big O's,
You do business with me, you comin′ back to get more,
My shit is fire, cause it's jumpin' back to twenty-nine,
So when niggas shouldn′t have no problem ′bout me getting mine,
If you come at me with it short, I must say shop closed.
Motherfuckers try to get smart you gon' get popped holes,
I buck with niggas out that state like Will and Paco,
Had conversations for bitches until they got drove,
Picture me gently getting twisted off the indo,
Baby, Lil′ Wayne, B.G., and me committin' sins, dogg,
Better beware because we ′bout to spend a Ben, dogg,
Don't get caught up without yo′ shit cause you will end, dogg,
Me and my people got to hustle just to pay the rent,
Some of us not in the position that we say we in,
Can't have no bill collectors comin' through my residence,
That′s why everyday I be runnin′ for the president,
All in, I ain't another nigga, shits irrelevant,
You get your head busted for playin′ with my intelligence. yeah...


(Chorus)
My nine is gonna die with me,
Pick up the supply with me,
Be up in the ride with me,
Do a homicide with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Be up in the ride with me
Do a homicide with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me

You making shit more complicated than it should be,
You feel your death is coming soon, it could be,
Nigga got killed because they never understood me,
I know your block is similar to how my hood be,
This nigga with all of this playing getting on my nerves,
He calling me up on the phone saying he want a bird,
I told lil' daddy that′s not how I handle business, man,
How I know you not turning state, and you be witnessin,
Doing business with you I'm not even considerin,
To be in the same theatre, ′round that you niggas in,
Don't move too fast, remember patience is a virtue,
And keep your eyes open cause niggas gon' observe you,
They waiting for the perfect time that they can hurt you,
And if they catch you off your bases, they gon′ serve you,
I wonder if my people locked up still remember me,
I′m talking 'bout you laying in Broaden Penitentiary... All my niggas!


(Chorus)
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Do a homicide with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Do a homicide with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me

I already got you listening to what I said,
You better straighten up, lil′ soldier 'fore I bust your head,
Or if you got something you bet′ not even show your face,
Cause a nigga been doing bad and might explore your place,
Look, you know you got a 'Body cause they know you fake,
If you want to go to war, I know what it take,
Come with a team of choppers, not no thirty-eights,
And we gon′ turn this 2-11 into a murder case,
And me a Russ'y gon' get busy out the Thunderbird,
And start a nuclear revolution right up on your curb,
Niggas keep fucking with me cause they know I′m gettin′ boss,
My truck is sitting on twenties, and I'm hittin′ broads,
If you get beside yourself, then you got to go,
You creeping on the C-M-B, that's not possible,
I hit a fifty out my chopper and I got some more,
You say you ready for me, Whodi, I don′t really know. know...

(Chorus)
My nine is gonna die with me
Do a homicide with me
Pick up the supply with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
My nine is gonna die with me
Pick up the supply with me
Do a homicide with me
Be up in the ride with me, who, me
My nine is gonna ride with me
My nine is gonna die with me
Be up in the ride with me
Do a homicide with me, who, me

Every-muthafuckin-where I go,
That bitch gon' be with me,
Fuck you ho′s, I want my nine...