เนื้อเพลง Ride or Die - Jay-Z
เนื้อเพลง Ride or Die
I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man
Cause they got money man, heh heh
[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah
Yeah, Stevie J n*gga
Y'all ready? Yo, yo
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N*gga Ride or Die or ride or die
(repeat 3X)
Verse One: Jay-Z
Aiyyo f*ck y'all, n*ggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
with the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all
little motherf*ckers ain't ready for war
I seen your team in a Chrysler before, but I forgot?
The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style
Y'all n*ggaz is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I
much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that
this n*gga ready for war, well where that fool at?
I bruise wack rap n*ggaz severely punish them
Especially those that get f*cked for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the weakest n*gga out the crew
I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see the respect I get everytime I come through
Check your own videos, you'll always be number two
N*ggaz talkin real greasy on them R&B records
but I'm platinum a million times n*gga, check the credits
S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price
I can even make YO' sh*t tighter
I roast n*ggaz like ya, smoke n*ggaz like ya
Take your little jewels and put the toast to n*ggaz like ya
You know what the f*ck we do and why we done it
How I bring it to n*ggaz who, probably want it
Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted
And I don't even smoke n*gga, ain't no joke
N*ggaz cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky sh*t
Makin little tapes but keepin it secret
Cause I kick that deep sh*t that divide your peeps sh*t
Now I don't know if you f*ckin with Jigga
spittin that weak sh*t y'all
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N*gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 2X)
Yeah, yeah
N*ggaz don't want it with Jig, cause somethin got to give
I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live
Jigga's the Don, b*tches scream "Jigga dandy,
d*ck is the bomb, about as thick as a arm"
Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm
B*tch I'm tryin to tell you like Nichalous Bond
I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that?
Cars, jewelry, homes, I did that
Oh's, shootouts, keys, I live that
Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit that
I get stacks and still I kick back
and run up on n*ggaz with the midac, where the sh*t at?
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N*gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 2X)
Time to seperate
the platinum from the white gold, right from the door
The real from the fake, ready rock from the raw
The boss from the runners, cats who ride d*ck
from the cats with the numbers, the five from the six
I got cop n crash money, pop the dash money
Press the b*tton, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money
Beef with Jigga, watch yo' ass Money
It's El Presidente, top brass money
Now I don't flash the steel, I blast for real
My motto: you only good as the last n*gga you kill
I'm here to snatch this meal, n*gga that's for real
If you rollin with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh?
How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
N*gga ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 4X)