Ride for Me Songtext

von 2Pac

-Ride for me-

Chours:

2 Pac:

Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes, no loved shown, get desposed of, blasted full blown... my unknown tendicy, to mash
My car, gettin' wicked with my ski mask, for the stash and dump... while niggas run, I'm the last still standing and the rest die,
Victims of my leathal trump cannon, West Side!... though it's worldwide, no one can deny my view trapped into my very frabric,
Once in plastic blue... 5 shots changed my whole life story, niggas die by my auto when I broke this shit... though we go back
Like crowd nights and latin quarters, niggas tried to kill me, and I fed they wife and they daughters... blazed the weed, drained
They seeds, get it from cash, task the same and let the game go rolling pass... why you change, nigga this a cold world, thought
Me life, retaliation, bruised niggas never caught me right... say they shot me in my nuts, all rush with it, bull-shit nigga cause I'm
Still fuckin' yo bitch... niggas got me twisted in a bad way, why you change, fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fame...

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Storm:

Now Outlaw Immortalz is the click, Boss Playa Mr. Makaveli, I be that bony puttin' 20 gage in ya belly... now can you tell
Me what's my next move, say ya in the game but you don't know the rules fool... you call my name in vein as I proceed the
Issue of pain, Immortally insane so I gives a got damn... trade ya hand, down to twitchy niggas actin' kind of bitchy, but they
Pass on by just like a killer would... sleep in the mist, no snitches or witches, is it a Gangster Party with the deadliest go sin to
Which ya...

Young Noble:

Outlaw bitch, what the fuck, you didn't know...

Kastro:

Kid Ca- Kastro...

Young Noble:

Young Noble with that criminal flows... you know the jelly ass nigga, belly up in the river... {no dis}... while niggas gettin' baby
With the blifa... {We put it down}... down... {for all around}... round... {til we find you, what happened}... hap... {put it in
Bound}... bound... {to remind you}...

Khadafi:

Cops that bring a lingle to the click, tastey like a pringle, sneakin' through ya chimey like a stringle... {On some shit}... you be
Beatin' as a ice clingle... {clingle}... KA-PLOW!!, I've been a thug shootin' slugs since a child... {and still wild}...

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