We Run It Lyrics - Bizzy Bone

[Chorus] 

When we ride, I'll tell you who I'm rollin with 

All day, all night, that's right 

When we ride, I tell you who I'm rollin with 

We ride, we ride, we ride 

[Bizzy] 

You know, see me and the homie 

Tellin you jump on up in the ride 

A bottle of wine, you lettin my prophesize 

And I'm, feelin your vibe 

I'm feelin to try to stop in Cleveland 

With Bone Thugs, that's my family 

The reason for the season, and don't leave em 

Cause that's my family 

[Mr. Criminal] 

In the H-B-G is my family 

We about to blow up, you just wait and see 

Patiently, I been waitin, G 

Hop in the lowrider, come escape with me 

In 63 Cleve Chevrolet Classic 

Rollin down the boulevard, flossin in the masses 

Eyes bloodshot, so I'm rollin with my glasses 

From the West Coast where we turn it into ashes 

[Bizzy] 

Everybody on the west side, my papito 

Mamacita in the barrio 

Tequila, my amigo 

Never disrespect you 

You know I respect you, that's for sure 

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit 

Praise the Lord 

Now let us ride.. 

[Chorus] 

When we ride, I'll tell you who I'm rollin with 

All day, all night, that's right 

When we ride, I tell you who I'm rollin with 

We ride, we ride, we ride 

[Mr. Criminal] 

Since we come and we gone 

Checkin hits from the Bone 

Hit to stick to your zone 

You better leave it alone 

Doin shows just to stay, and I'm finally back home 

Hooked up with the homeboy Bizzy from Bone 

And we finally clicked up and we doin them things 

Bone Thug, Hi Power, stay true to the game 

Givin one another uncut heat in the bay 

Bizzy Bone, Mr. Criminal spittin the flame 

Stay smokin the J, and I'm feelin the vibe 

Turn it up when you downtown, rollin your ride 

Windows up, hot box and I'm feelin the vibe 

Pass it to the homie Bizzy, watch him rip it with time 

[Bizzy] 

Little Bizzy the kid, you better know what it is 

I get ahold of your kids, you better put in your bids 

You better put in your dibs, and now we're lookin at the criminal kids 

I gotta feelin that they're willin 

Sinnin is dangerous, and dangerous 

Better get with the program, and slow jam 

Feelin that shit, feelin that shit 

Pullin that wheel, feelin that shit 

Come from another perspective 

Recelective with a past, we missed it 

My family, I'm left out, aw ma, damn me 

But I got God 

Tellin em better get em but I'm comin tryin to get em got a feelin when a mother on a mission better listen 

That's the way 

And that's the way we play 

And it all go grab your four-four 

Better go kill em, criminal get em 

One big fam, bam 

My man, you know that you got to feel em 

[Chorus] 

When we ride, I'll tell you who I'm rollin with 

All day, all night, that's right 

When we ride, I tell you who I'm rollin with 

We ride, we ride, we ride 

[Bizzy] 

Put them hands in the air like this, like this 

And put your finger in the air like that, like that 

Yeah... everybody on the West Side 

Everybody on the West Side 

Put your finger in the air and wave it like you don't care 

And wave it like you don't care 

Put your finger in the air and wave it like you don't care 

The homie Bizzy Bone 

And the homie Mr. Criminal 

When we ride