Ridin' Lyrics - David Banner

I'm from a place 

Where you gotta let yo' nutz hang 

Where them crakas used to cut your stomach open 

Just to let your fuckin' guts hang 

Right there in front of the kids 

I might as well split your wig 

'Cause that's just what the master did 

But now I'm the new Nat Turner 

Spreadin' something to the kids 

Like Sojourner, man, the truth 

Fuck a 'Creek, I care 

But you in doubts and go "Woof" 

He ain't dead, what pledge 

There's a stank up in the Bush 

Or a stank up in the White House 

Shootin' board bullshit, man, it's dead props 

Here in Chicago but hit this hi-lo 

Warriors come play, click the bottles 

Cock them AK's, bust on KK's 

With the knuckle boy or the other two and the Stic-Man 

Given dead on your shirt like a wristband 

You a grown man, nigga, stand tall 

Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? 

Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? 

Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? 

Country boys, city boys 

Cadillacs, Rolly Royce 

Whatever, long as we ridin' 

Pretty girls, ghetto boos 

On the boulevard, in the avenue 

It's a long walk, now that we ridin' 

Yo, niggas is not original 

Niggas follow the radio 

Niggas think if you blow 

Then you gotta be on the TV show 

Crackas is hypocritical 

Crackas will rob and shit on you 

'Cause see you do what they do 

They know freedom is powerful 

Niggas is very visual 

If we see it, we think it's true 

Very few niggas make a move 

And even less'll see it through 

Crackas make up the chemicals 

Then they call us the criminals 

Crackas make all the loot 

And we just get the residuals 

Niggas will rob and shoot on you 

Crackas will drop a bomb on you 

Niggas is having funerals 

Crackas is having barbecues 

Niggas sing the blues 

That's reminicin' the spiritual 

But when you say gawd is you 

Niggas ain't really hearing you 

Crackas like to capitalize 

Them crackas a lie 

They say if you don't unionize 

Then you'll probably die 

I hate callin' niggas, niggas 

So I'ma take it backwards 

But I got now love for Whithey 

I love callin 'em crackas 

Country boys, city boys 

Cadillacs, Rolly Royce 

Whatever, long as we ridin' 

Pretty girls, ghetto boos 

On the boulevard, in the avenue 

It's a long a walk, now that we ridin' 

Yeah, I call myself real N I G G A 

'Cause Kweli be showin' on the floor 

And they policies, my philosophies 

Show you that the block is a part of me 

Freedom fighter like Richard Carter be 

It's deep how the street knowledge beef 

'Cause it ran like a code inside of me 

It's practical, not scholarly 

Now why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me 

Who's got my back when the cops harass me 

New York, L.A or Cincinnati 

Can ride the train or with the Caddie 

When they call you, nigga they scared of you 

They fearin' you so actually 

If crack is gone, be fearing niggas 

Then that's what the fuck I have to be now 

It's a badge of honor 

And some say that shit's absurd 

It's more than just a word 

We flip the shit like it's a bird 

Pass it down through generations 

Then cuss you out and say it loud 

The first generation of muthafuckas 

To grab our nuts and say it proud 

Country niggas or city niggas 

Tupac niggas or biggie niggas 

In the corridor, floor or door 

And all my Mississippi niggas 

We connected all throughout 

The north, the east, the west, the south 

And if a white boy say the shit 

He'll still get punched right in the mouth 

Country boys, city boys 

Cadillacs, Rolly Royce 

Whatever, long as we ridin' 

Pretty girls, ghetto boos 

On the boulevard, in the avenue 

It's a long walk, now that we ridin' 

All they got for you is a cell, my nigga 

They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my nigga 

In the streets, it's similar to hell, my nigga 

But we gonna boss up and live well, my nigga 

You see, all they got for you is a cell, my nigga 

They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my nigga 

In the streets, it's similar to hell, my nigga 

But we gonna boss up and live well, my nigga