Текст (слова) песни: Fiend f Lil` Gotti, Magic, Prime Suspect - Do You Wanna be a Rider?

 
Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X) 
 
Do you wanna be a rider? 
Yeah, I wanna be a rider 
Are you ready for the power? 
Yeah, I`m in there for the power 
Got `cha gat right beside ya? 
They must evolve in power 
Do you work by the hour? 
Then the deal must be sour 
 
[Fiend] 
I`m a livin, breathin murder topic, but in the ghetto makin sales 
Leaving bloody trails, loving that gunpowder smell 
My type about to bring hell boy, flames to where you live 
My though, lickin it, got it initiative and jump in get your kid 
It`s my word after the mid, she did that bit on your live 
Though, blame it on Christ, we can happen and deny 
I get the cappin for the strise, have a toastin like the hawk 
And control as the evil men do, as if they was a cup 
 
Chorus 2X 
 
[Magic] 
Picture my mind is full of wicked thoughts, unleash the beasts 
Where you niggas that appose me? May y`all rest in peace 
I defied and lost man kind, so father forgive me 
But its this thug in me got me want me kill my enemy 
Will I pay for all the pain that I can cause these families? 
Unable to control myself, I`m pleadin in insanity 
I`m beggin for my lives cause I`m hated for death 
I watch my step and now learn to appreciate every rep 
I was born a killer, I`ve been rejected from society 
Fiend`s on my side, so none of you niggas can ever bother me 
I try to be a better image for my family 
But I`m a sin, so they label me a muthafuckin rider 
 
Chorus 2X 
 
[Prime Suspects] 
Murder, murder, wonder was the victim I caught slippin? 
Now I`m trippin, so drop that 
I`m having flag, best to get popped at 
Harrassed at a nigga in black, he did the cap 
He`s blamed it to the states and I can tell you what happened 
 
Check my jacket, you gon` find slow frangin and brangin 
Pain to the family or the nigga named Raymond 
Got the habit, been down to ride from day 1 ( Uno) 
Death blow to the full of the made one 
 
What you know about the powder to the powder, hour after hour 
On the block, with the glock cockers, dills go sour 
 
Hit you in your headache spot with my heat release 
Prime Suspects keeps the heat cuz we riders 
 
Chorus 2X 
 
[Lil` Gotti Gambino] 
I`m stuck with these mob ties and a matter of die survive 
Look in my eyes, determination did shine nigga 
I`m out to get mine, 45, my waist line 
I waited for my time, Gotti, I`m down to ride 
Alias forgive me, for the sins who commit 
But these bitch niggas are bout to be dealt with 
I`m out for show, bitch told me, "Gun up for show." Hundred round drum 
Niggas I`m bustin for fun, make it blood run 
Duckin for fun, I live my life on the run 
But keep my eyes in the pride, cuz if I slip and I die 
So niggas, I`m down to ride wit `cha, get high wit `cha 
[Fiend] 
Because it No Limit 
[Lil` Gotti Gambino] 
Get ready to die wit `cha 
 
Chorus 2X
 

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