Songtexte Time To Ride (feat. Bud T) - Mic Allen

Shit was good up in mr rodgers neighborhood on the corner rolling dice
Aint have to wish a nigga would
Watts one nine nine two
A peace treaty was made between niggas in red and blue
No homies getting sprayed for some shit that they didnt do
Now everybody getting paid cuz our money is coming through
We got crips fucking with bloods and bloods fucking with cuz
And the police is mad as fuck cuz we climbing up out the mud
Big bank stacking chips
Protect the neighborhood make sure yo
People look good and we make twice the flips
Saw my enemy across the street
Fuck it i'll speak
I threw up a dub he threw it back
And he aint even flash the heat
That was somewhat unique
Not seeing sparks flying everywhere from running the streets
Shit was good up in mr rodgers neighborhood on the corner rolling dice
Aint have to wish a nigga would
But something still kinda fucked with me
But I felt I was protected by some angels
Luckily

When its time to ride
For our sides to collide
Wont nobody survive
You'll never take me alive
Cause when its time to ride
Nobody making it, nobody making it
When its time to ride
For our sides to collide
Wont nobody survive
You'll never take me alive
Cause when its time to ride
Nobody making it, nobody making it

2 (Bud T)
Growing up in the hood
Color was blind
Til my nigga seen red and couldnt stop throwin signs
And even tho i bled blue
Me and my nigga was cool
Started running with a crew
Man them niggas was fools
Graduated after school started running with youngsters
Quick to fuck a nigga boo i was running with monsters
Pussy niggas catching feelins now they trying to jump us
But over all I was strapped kept a tool in my jumpers
See i was chililng smoking on a blunt and started thinkin
I couldnt believe this nigga til my phone started ringing
(Dont you know that nigga down here singing
Told em where you at what you smokin what cha drinkin)
Man how you know it was him
(Dont he still drive that lincoln
Made a left turn and his lights wasnt blinkin)
Well let me call my nigga mic to make sure he alright
Aww hell shit went straight to voice mail

When its time to ride
For our sides to collide
Wont nobody survive
You'll never take me alive
Cause when its time to ride
Nobody making it, nobody making it