Ride or Die (feat. YJB Haynes)

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Look me in my eyes, tell me how you gon' ride
I'ma look you in your eyes, tell you how I would die for you
Put your hand on the Bible, girl, would you lie for me?
Put my hand on the Bible, girl, you know everything I do
So don't be actin' new

Through my, uh, Thelonious capers

Just a poor man's attempt on tryna rake up this paper

I'm watchin' these haters get closer, feel the breath on my shoulder

Hopin' reflexes are quick enough to come out the holster

I need a roller by my side, someone to take off the pressure

Someone to roll the window down, pop the gun out to test her

These jokers'll test ya when they see you solo with dough though

I put a lady by my side and now we ridin' in slow-mo
Get it off quietly, get it off quick
Wanna build an empire, brick by brick
Ain't nobody out here like my chick

That'll move for the clique on some beehive shit
When the cops come knockin', she put it up raw
Sit in the interview room like, "Fuck the law"
When I needed a flip, she Dominique Dawes
Ride or die bitch, never show no flaws
Money-makin', no shit-takin', record-breakin' bad bitch
Not in my pocket takin' shit, she act like she done had shit

When it's time to bust some head, she ragin' like a savage
Job description, ride or die, I need you above average, yeah

That's a bottom-ass bitch
That's a bottom-ass bitch, yeah, ayy
That's a bottom-ass bitch
That's a bottom-ass bitch, ayy

Look me in my eyes, tell me how you gon' ride
I'ma look you in your eyes, tell you how I would die for you
Put your hand on the Bible, girl, would you lie for me?
Put my hand on the Bible, girl, you know everything I do
So don't be actin' new

I found myself in a predicament, committin' a murder
The oppy had me cornered and I couldn't move it no further
My ride or die, she stepped aside, I had to pull up the burner
She broke the rules and testified against me, now I must hurt her
Gotta come up with a plan, then I off the bitch
Told her that I was a savage and I off her dick
Baby, I could love the hustle, I could toss a brick
Anything to get it closer to the office switch

I'm a federalist, illuminate, went with the Will of 50
Was supposed to be my partner, that shit had turned into enemy
Ridin' somethin' private, the cocky's under the energy
Died, that's the part that you get when you hinder me

I'll find a way to get in touch and then I'll track her down
Cut her up and make a pile, feed her to my crocodile
Then I'll take her bones and make a table for my studio

Put my pistol on it as a reminder of that stupid ho
"Ride or die" supposed to be the code that you cannot break
But since you died before you wake, I pray the Lord your soul to take

Switchin' sides about my homicide, for you, it's suicide
You said you was do or die, that turned out to be just a lie, damn

You wonder why they call you bitch
You wonder why they call you bitch, 2Pac said
You wonder why they call you bitch
You wonder why they call you bitch, 2Pac said

Look me in my eyes, tell me how you gon' ride
I'ma look you in your eyes, tell you how I would die for you
Put your hand on the Bible, girl, would you lie for me?
Put my hand on the Bible, girl, you know everything I do
So don't be actin' new