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Papoose Ft. C-Murder - Ride Out Remix

Chorus: C-Murder

You might find me in the alley wit them goofies and junkies
I'm a gangsta you don't wanna roll wit me
I make money off these cluckas fuck you hatas and bustas
Cause I don't trust ya nigga raise up off a G
Ride out whoody, ride out whoody
Papoose and Murder handy wit that heat
You can run up if ya wanna but we comin to ya corner
Tinted windows burners hangin out that G

Verse 1: Papoose

I got my hand on my ratchet, my homie got blasted
I ain't been the same since I seen him in the casket
My kids gettin older, heart gettin colder
I'm beefin wit the courts just lost another soldier
Gave him advice but he ain't see the light
Cause he ain't thinkin twice he said man you was right
Now he payin the price in the cages and the kikes
Cause he facin the fight gave him 18 to life
I got to get him appealed, he callin me to build
But I'm in the battlefield wit my hand on my steel
I gotta pay my bills you ain't neva had the will power
Neva seen the 'ville up the hill went down the hill
My family need a mill, they tellin me to chill
I got voices in my head they tellin me to kill
If thats how you feel then the facts revealed that cats wasn't real
Click clack whats the deal

Chorus: Papoose

You know I'm a ride out, you know I'm a ride out
So ya'll betta hide out cause ya imma ride out
You know im a ride out, you know im a ride out
So ya'll betta hide out if you don't wanna ride out
This is Thugga Cation till the death (death)
I swear I rep Brooklyn 4 life, life, life
If you wanna ride, ride wit me, me me
Cause ya imma ride out tonight

Verse 2: C-Murder

Got a 45 nickel I'm trippin I think I'm trippin
Money makin mission It's like I'm wishin for the prison
The definition of real is a cut boy whoody you know whats happen wit me
You know them goons gonna take ova I'm a RIDAH
Ride on dem niggas like YEAH homos be bustin at me
But I be bustin right back them suckas be gettin stuffed
They choppas be gettin stuck I tell my homies to duck
My bullets spittin like UHHH project to the bone
I'm thinkin bout bein home I kicked in they doors and (gun cocks)
Them niggas raw ski mask tucked in my draws boy I'm rapin you hos
In the industry fuck the warden and the penitentiary
Back on da block wit the chemistry I never let them finish me
I clean up dirty money with the hennesy yac
You remember me I'm the one that haunt your dreams Murder paid On the first and fifteenth NIGGAH

Chorus: C-Murder

You might find me in the alley wit
I'm a gangsta you don't wanna war wit me
I make money off these cluckas fuck you hatas and bustas
Cause I don't trust ya nigga raise up off a G
Ride out whoody, ride out whoody
Papoose and Murder handy wit that heat
You can run up if ya wanna but we comin to ya corner
Tinted windows burners hangin out that G

Verse 3: Papoose

Give a man a good job he'll stay on that shit
But when the job get hard the coward gonna quit
Everybody show you love when they thinkin you rich
But you can see they truth colors when the smoke get thick
You lookin for loyalty you won't find it in a click
Before you find it in a nigga you'll find it in a bitch
Thats why I'm bout to tie the knot I prophisize alot
Before I walk up in the crib I drive around the block
I'm tired of excuses alot of them useless thats why they be losin
I find them confusin side with a movement ride just to use it
And hide when its movin you guys need improvement
I know the rules I got wise on them fools you just hide
In the booth analyze through your move, since you lied on the crew
And denied what was true you know what I'm a do...
I'm a ride on you you you

Chorus: Papoose

You know I'm a ride out, you know I'm a ride out
So ya'll betta hide out cause ya imma ride out
You know I'm a ride out, you know I'm a ride out
So ya'll betta hide out if you don't wanna ride out
This is Thugga Cation till the death (death)
I swear I rep Brooklyn 4 life, life, life
If you wanna ride, ride wit me, me me
Cause ya imma ride out tonight