Letra de Ride On Dem Bustas de C-Murder

(feat. Magic, Mr. Serv On)

(*Helicopter propeller*)

(Whisper getting louder)
Real nigga
Real nigga
Real nigga
Real nigga

(C-Murder)
Real motherf*ckin nigga

(C-Murder - in background)
From the motherf*cking Deadly Sounds
On to the motherf*cking Beats By The motherf*cking Pound
Nigga I walk with a real motherf*ckin dirty gun
with a motherf*cking round
Bitch!

Chorus (2x):
Real niggas and we ride on them bustas
We some real niggas scream f*ck them motherf*ckers

(C-Murder)
I smoke weed, when my mind gone, I aint tripping
Bullets flipping, young nigga bout that hollow chipping
Fliping Ki's on the block, where them G's at
Got them hoes sucking my dick till they knees crack
Drop top 6 all black with the black tints
I got them niggas pushing crack like a Mack 10
A dollar short and I'm coming
bout to have these fools running
Hundred rounds humming, bout to break em off something
Call my cousin Rock on the Mobile phone, he at home
Magnolia projects, straight from Clebourne
In the city, where the shitty niggas quick to give you
A ticket to the morgue (nigga) after they kill you
F*ck the penn, cause if I go again, I'm a rider
You never catch me slipping, I got my heater right beside, uh
Running from the cops, cause the law, I don't trust ya
I'm a real nigga and I ride on them bustas, I'm a

Chorus (2x)

(Magic)
What Shit!!! I sick and I'm tired of all the fakers
Niggas be talking about they gonna keep it real
Nigga give me the strap and get in the back
This shits is about to get real!!! (Ch Ch Chh)
I came here a head-buster, a dome-crusher
They founded out I can rap and they told me put down the strap ands
Now I'm getting paper screaming 9th WARD
I real in this shit, I took it in blood its tatted on my arm
So now when i ride I take the nine with (nine with me)
It don't take less than 2.5 to get me (Ha ha ha)
I'm with C, I'm with Serv, and we smoking on some herb
Contiplating on how to get cha, cause you done struck a nerve
Who gone ride with me (my niggas)
Who gone die with me (my niggas)
Who gone bust at these cowards with me
Who gone ride with me (my niggas), I'm a

Chorus (2x)

(Mr. Serv On)
Now Ke'Noe religious ass lay this fire ass motherf*cking track
oughta spare ride on you motherf*ckers (ride)
But I got a little something to take to these motherf*ckers
you them niggas them bullet suckers (bitch ass)
You know them niggas that say they ain't scared to die
but they'll take a bullet? (Come On, You Scared)
Well C and Magic, give me a pistol with a happy trigger
I got ready to get home and sound some loot
I'ma pull it, just to think
I got this motherf*cking tank by signing a contract (Hell No)
Bitch you better get your motherf*cking mind right
Ask Me how the f*ck I act!
I was riding on niggas block
when you niggas was still running from the cops (bitch ass)
I done made a little motherf*cking money
so you think that shit gonna really make me stop
(shit, never nigga never)
I got a tatoo on my stomach that made me motherf*cking bleed
(Come on T.R.U.!)
So every drop that hit the ground nigga,
for every round in the tank nigga you know I believe (believe)
I done got bad on this motherf*cking microphone (Hell Yeah!)
But if C call me nigga and take one of you niggas home
f*ck, ride nigga, ha what (Lets Roll!)
We some

Chorus (4x)

F*ck all them motherf*cking bitch ass,
punk ass, playa hating pussy (F*ckin Right Nigga Ya Heard Me!)
motherf*ckers out there talking shit
Cause when I run up on you motherf*ckers,
you bound to get your motherf*cking wig split (bloom, bloom)
Ol' soft ass, cheesy, funky, dirty,
ol' shoe wearing dirty motherf*cking poot
stain draws bitch ass, yellow belly motherFUCKERS, BIATCH!
(Ride On Dem Bustaz)
That means you bitch
(Screamin F*ck Dem Motherf*ckers)
3rd ward, 9th ward nigga
No Limit, cause I'm in it
Nigga Ke'Noe, again on the motherf*cking beat-o!
Deadly sounds nigga incognito!
Bitch!