What You Ride For? Lyrics - Fiend

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 

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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) 

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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)