Ride Wit a Hustla
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Ride wit a hustla
Ride wit a hustla
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin soldier til its over
Having all them bitch niggas checkin they shouldas
We Told ya if you really bout it come and step
I aint seen you yet
Make a another motherfucka show respect
Hold they neck bone til they breath gone
Crack his fuckin chest bone
Leaving layin leakin wit his legs gone
Dead wrong if you think you hustlin around me
Found heat right before we left him in the ground weak
Shoulda kept his ass from round the jungle if he wanted peace
Now he sleeps in peace but in pieces in the fucking street
Down deep inside of the earth is where my enemies
Tend to be suffering the reprecussion of tempting me
Let em bleed slowly alone under the streetlights
Home to the wretched and wicked leaving his feet white
Thieves might jack ya no calling out for them crackas
Dispatchers aint sending help get ya self into this disaster
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit me til the wheels jumpin off this bitch
Speakers bumpin off this bitch
Im bout to jump and off this bitch
Hollow tips huntin that bitch outchea thumpin off this bitch
Dont be frontin bout this shit
I'll die for nothing out this bitch
Bloods crips and G.D's shake you right outchea jeans
I seen fiends fall from fate for having a fake dream
From the inside of the mind of some kind of malicious being
He was seen outside alive inside shots viscously ring
I mean between the shit that Ive seen and shruggin shots
I was shot but he shouldnt have shot me cuz now hes shot
He got rocked from the neck up
Expected me to check up
I was checkin on the setup
Block full of ops was poppin next up
Wet up everybody fed up
So im ridin round all fucked up
If you ridin wit me gently sit back and then put ya cups up
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Ride wit a hustla
Ride wit a hustla
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Ride wit a hustla
Ride wit a hustla
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin soldier til its over
Having all them bitch niggas checkin they shouldas
We Told ya if you really bout it come and step
I aint seen you yet
Make a another motherfucka show respect
Hold they neck bone til they breath gone
Crack his fuckin chest bone
Leaving layin leakin wit his legs gone
Dead wrong if you think you hustlin around me
Found heat right before we left him in the ground weak
Shoulda kept his ass from round the jungle if he wanted peace
Now he sleeps in peace but in pieces in the fucking street
Down deep inside of the earth is where my enemies
Tend to be suffering the reprecussion of tempting me
Let em bleed slowly alone under the streetlights
Home to the wretched and wicked leaving his feet white
Thieves might jack ya no calling out for them crackas
Dispatchers aint sending help get ya self into this disaster
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit me til the wheels jumpin off this bitch
Speakers bumpin off this bitch
Im bout to jump and off this bitch
Hollow tips huntin that bitch outchea thumpin off this bitch
Dont be frontin bout this shit
I'll die for nothing out this bitch
Bloods crips and G.D's shake you right outchea jeans
I seen fiends fall from fate for having a fake dream
From the inside of the mind of some kind of malicious being
He was seen outside alive inside shots viscously ring
I mean between the shit that Ive seen and shruggin shots
I was shot but he shouldnt have shot me cuz now hes shot
He got rocked from the neck up
Expected me to check up
I was checkin on the setup
Block full of ops was poppin next up
Wet up everybody fed up
So im ridin round all fucked up
If you ridin wit me gently sit back and then put ya cups up
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Ride wit a motherfuckin hustla
From the hood to the gutta
I said whats good motherfucka
Slide wit me to the other side where my brothers
Be banging other colors
Straight murderin motherfuckas
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
Ride wit a hustla
Ride wit a hustla
Yeah come ride wit a motherfucka
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Writer(s): Luis Castro
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