Lyrics Ride for This (feat. Ja Rule).lrc Fabolous
[id: wnvsadah]
[ar: Fabolous]
[al: Ghetto Fabolous]
[ti: Ride for This (feat. Ja Rule)]
[length: 03:18]
[00:00.00]We tryna kill these ****
[00:02.90]Yo
[00:04.96]We in the door now
[00:07.31]Holla
[00:08.62]Rule, ****
[00:10.76]With the F A B O, ha ha
[00:12.89]Yeah
[00:14.33]Cluemanatti
[00:16.15]Holla back, ****
[00:18.62]Irv Gotti, Murder Inc.
[00:21.25]Run ’em down, ****
[00:24.10]Load the fo’ fo’ up, I’m the reason the price of raw go up
[00:26.93]Jump out of the Lambo and the doors go up
[00:29.93]Hit you and your ho up from the torso up
[00:32.68]Leave y’all there till the coroner or the law show up
[00:35.60]I’m that ****, they say performin’ so the whores show up
[00:38.42]Why cop? I rob you, ice your Roll up
[00:41.39]I pop bottles, ain’t no need for no cup
[00:44.15]Roll the pure ‘dro up, stroll the floor tore up
[00:46.87]The difference ‘tween Fab and y’all after I pick a auto up
[00:49.87]Every month I ain’t gotta give more dough up
[00:52.78]Fuckin’ with this, your body wash up when the shore slow up
[00:56.41]I have it when yo’ kid’s see-saw go up, a C4 blow up
[00:59.10]Check these diamonds, no flaws show up
[01:01.28]My **** clap at parties, Shooter shows up
[01:04.16]What y’all know ’bout head till a chick jaws swole up?
[01:06.99]Goin’ gold minutes after the gates, some stores go up
[01:09.81]Y’all know who done it now, few hundred miles
[01:13.03]Then with shoes on it now, it’s like a few hundred thou’
[01:15.68]When we run up, it’s guns, two stomach style
[01:18.81]Got a tooth on it now, ****, who want it? Blow
[01:21.70]Ride for this, where my **** at?
[01:24.64]Get high to this, where y’all at?
[01:27.53]Die for this, throw guns up
[01:30.06]To the sky for this, where y’all at?
[01:33.34]Ride for this, where my **** at?
[01:36.05]Get high to this, where y’all at?
[01:38.96]Die for this, throw guns up
[01:41.64]To the sky for this, where y’all at?
[01:43.88]Yo, y’all must wanna die from the **** you testify against
[01:46.98]Fabolous make bail before they identify the prints
[01:49.76]Swing by events in the buggy eye with tints
[01:52.61]Sittin’ on nineteens, gun stash by the vents
[01:55.70]**** is lookin’ at the chain ’cause they eyes are squint
[01:58.40]I pull up, pull out, pull back, them guys will sprint
[02:01.61]Last **** that talked slick ain’t been replyin’ since
[02:04.13]Got a deal, no sellin’, been supplyin’ since
[02:06.93]We leave **** on the ground like tire prints
[02:09.87]Weed that’ll make ya eyes look bent just by the scent
[02:12.67]These **** don’t believe, then they gon’ die convinced
[02:15.52]Once I present the four fifth, why comment?
[02:18.45]I’m the type you tell your dame ’bout
[02:20.32]Push a fellow brain out
[02:21.69]Leave ’em in front of the spot that they sell cocaine out
[02:24.49]One single, had to tint the yellow Range out
[02:27.90]Everybody runnin’ up, tryna spell the name out
[02:30.55]Ride for this, where my **** at?
[02:33.08]Get high to this, where y’all at?
[02:35.71]Die for this, throw guns up
[02:38.53]To the sky for this, where y’all at?
[02:41.72]Ride for this, where my **** at?
[02:44.60]Get high to this, where y’all at?
[02:47.34]Die for this, throw guns up
[02:49.85]To the sky for this, where y’all at?Year of Release: 2001