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some of the ghetto d songs
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We Riders
the game of life did change
the old dope game is now called
the rap game
in other words you can't trust
nobody
money's the root of all evil
i can either be your best friend or
your worst nightmare
chorus:
if you want me come get me how
the f*ck you gaonna take me
i got my TRU niggas with me and
we riders
verse 1:
hit the road with motherf*cking
casket closed
young nigga 14 doin death row
look in the eyes of some killas
drug dealers
from the projects young niggas
pulling hits in the ghetto to make
change
the cop nigga blasting on the other
game
young villains in the ghetto
starving
henicy and green with a young
nigga ballin
pull the plug if they shot me
just die every nigga and bitch that
tried to stop me
just a young nigga makeskrilla
learnin double it up with the killas
and the drug dealers
(ugh)
chorus*2
verse 2:
it's hard times on the blocks in the
projects
call my girl up in time to flip a
county check
i got cocaine weed and
enphadamine
Pac said p keep your eyes on your
enemies
i ain't trusting no nigga or no
b*tch
that's the recipe in the hood nigga
for gettin rich
thugs keep they gats right beside
em
TRU niggas keep they gats cause
we riders
hold the gauge motherf*cker while
i blow his head
hit the horn motherf*cker 2 niggas
dead
R.I.P. tatoos weed and henicy
blow dust to the motherf*ckin
enemy
chorus*2
in school with pencils pads and
books
in the ghetto with tex in killas and
crooks
i done seen bloodshed over blood
money
i done seen niggas kill over drug
money
got he game from some og ballin
down here 3rd world cali or new
orleans
i won't change till they bury me a
paid nigga
i won't change cause p is a made
nigga
i got killas and dealers on my side
i got homies and jackals ready to
ride
got the game in my vein cause i'm
bout this
how many niggas out there really
doubt this
chorus*2
verse 3:
camaflauge and all that murder
murder kill kill and sh*t
bad nigga from the brick blood on
my kicks
seen it all in th project halls and
the street corners
never choked even when them
folks ran upon us
soldier rag sag my eye no lie
f*ck with me for sure die no lie
how many niggas follow my lead
the envious swallow my feed
layiin niggas down(lay em down
nigga)like apollo creed if need
got that game from my nigga
versal keep your enemies close
shoot first and show the fakers no
mercy
never dance with them youngsters
in your life nigga you don't want
to live amongst us
we ain't right i was born in it y'all
niggas was sworn in it
f*ck around and get your whole
click tormented
bullet proof vest cover my chest
so you best aim for my brain if
you want to put me to rest(we
riders)
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