paroles de chanson What You Ride For? - Jadakiss
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
bitches
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
bitches
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp,
whomp)
Cornbread
by
the
ki,
the
language
when
you
call
on
a
G
Prices
cut
when
you
ballin'
on
me
Sleepy
I'll
fuck
all
over
your
jones,
holla
at
my
cousin
for
zones
He
don't
communicate
with
Fiend
unless
you're
buildin'
a
home
Hustler
kill
on
his
momma,
before
he
short
me
Shoot
him
in
his
heart
then
go
take
it
to
heart,
see
gon'
mob
me
Ghetto
red
hot,
seventeen
ward
block
Yes,
I
issue
more
shit
for
you
to
cop,
then
store
it
by
the
docks
Hide
the
gun
if
you
can't
afford
cops
So
ain't
no
tellin'
where
your
boy
rots
I
employ
Rotts
that
be
wildin'
off
the
rocks
Speak
in
fives,
like
gimme
what
you
got
And
still
pop
a
nigga
ass
from
the
rooftop
And
still
catch
the
'Kiss
performance
later
with
The
L.O.X.
We
real
raw,
my
dog
collar
signin'
with
the
R
and
R
Fuck
with
me,
you
blow
up
with
your
car
like
dog
How
come
I
don't
stop
in
this
You
wanna
ride
get
in
and
get
gone,
gotta
get
my
thug
on
You
wanna
war?
Okay,
alright,
bring
it
on
Touch
me,
you
ashes
(Boy)
I'm
a
leave
you
gaseous
(Uh
huh)
I'm
a
ghetto
bastard
if
I
want
it
let
me
have
it
(Woo!)
You
play
the
game
raw,
I
make
a
fuckin'
mess
(Blaow!)
You
play
thug
in
the
streets,
I'm
wavin'
at
your
chest
(Nigga)
You
heard
about
me
boy,
you
don't
want
no
drama
I
make
it
hard
for
you
to
breathe
in
the
streets
While
finessin'
your
baby
momma,
'coz
my
mind
shawty
While
you
poppin
that
X,
I'ma
pop
yo'
chest
And
leave
you
dead
in
the
party
like
soakin'
wet
That's
what
happens
when
you
flex
In
the
A-T-L
shawty
don't
be
caught
in
the
hype
I
make
two
phone
calls
from
a
pay
phone
and
there
go
your
life
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
niggaz
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp,
whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
bitches
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
niggaz
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
bitches
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp,
whomp)
I,
lock
shit
like
a,
big
pimp
nigga
Eight
mackin'
with
no,
fake
shit
nigga
Coast
to
coast
tossin'
hoes
with
my
clique
nigga
Stick
my
clip
in,
and
do
a
hit
for
'kiss
nigga
Dirty
money,
the
only
way
for
this
nigga
Hustle
after
hustle,
tryin'
to
be
a
rich
nigga
If
I
get
caught
up,
I'll
never
be
a
snitch
nigga
We
pimpin'
hard
charge
it
all
to
a
bitch
nigga
Under
my
denim
is
a
big
fo'-fifth
nigga
Fuckin'
with
me
is
like,
jumpin'
off
a
cliff
nigga
And
I
don't
practice
I
was
born
with
this
gift
nigga
Pure
pimpin'
from
my
brain
to
my
lips
nigga
Sticky
green
takes
my
mind
on
a
trip
nigga
In
A-T-L
I
get
my
Gucci
down
at
Phipps
nigga
We
call
'em
slabs
in
New
York,
they
call
'em
whips
nigga
One
hundred
baby,
Eightball
gotta
dip
nigga
Uh,
uh,
uh
uh
uh
Uh,
uh,
yo
when
I'm
loadin'
the
clips,
niggaz
I
hate,
face
be
on
'em
That's
why
I
stopped
coppin'
the
guns
with
safeties
on
'em
When
I
touch
down,
call
me
up,
I'm
on
the
porch
With
the
mac,
servin'
niggaz
"Eightballs"
and
up
You
wanna
know
why
niggaz
is
broke,
because
they
hate
money
The
rims
that
I'm
sittin'
on
is
in
they
late
twenties
Bitches
wanna
see
me
holla
at
'em,
throw
a
dollar
at
'em
and
If
they
hustle
throw
some
hard
or
some
powder
at
'em
This
is
for
my
South
niggaz
Gold
and
platinum
ice
in
they
mouth
niggaz
Let's
ride
out
niggaz
Everybody
gon'
follow
the
bitches
Until
they
realize,
bullets
gon'
follow
the
stitches
On
the
other
hand,
shit
is
real
low,
it's
a
fact
that
Nine
out
of
ten
niggaz
mouths
get
'em
killed
though
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
'Cause
I
got
some
niggaz
and
some
bitches
that's
my
word
that
I
kill
for
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
niggaz
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp,
whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
bitches
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
niggaz
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp)
What
you
ride
for?
What
you
die
for?
Bounce!
I
got
some
bitches
that'll
ride
for
me,
die
for
me
(Whomp,
whomp)
1 Intro
2 Jada's Got A Gun
3 Show Discipline
4 Knock Yourself Out
5 We Gonna Make It
6 None Of Y'all Betta
7 Stick Yourself - Skit
8 I'm A Gangsta
9 Nasty Girl
10 Put Ya Hands Up
11 Jay Jerkin' - Skit
12 On My Way
13 Cruisin'
14 Kiss Is Spittin'
15 Fuckin' Or What?
16 It's Time I See You
17 What You Ride For?
18 Un-Hunh!
19 Feel Me
20 Keep Ya Head Up
21 Charge It (Outro)
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