Let's Ride Lyrics - Venni Vetti Vecci - Ja Rule

[Chorus] 

Where my bitches that would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride) 

How many my niggas that would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride) 

Where my bitches that would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride) 

How many niggas that would die for me, die for me, die for me 

Where the fuck my thugs at ready or not nigga ain't no turnin' back 

Where the fuck my hoes at who I pimp hard when they want to get to a tap 

But you know you can do that that love I'm just hear to fuck you know that love 

Want you want baby roll it or what while you think about 

Twist me a douche you holdin' me up how many bitches want to ride wit me 

Or cum true wit the top down like 

Where my bitches at hop in make it fast don't slow me down 

Where the fuck my killers at end of the light 

Weight now pop a gun wit them now 

Where the fuck them clowns at kickin' the dough for the pussy by the hour 

Where the them hoers at get your dough mama 

I'm ride till the end of the baby this life gonna drive me crazy 

Been getting high lately wonderin' where the lord gonna take me 

Where the fuck my gangsters at coo never sweat under the gun 

Where the fuck my Mistress at at cock back ready to pop something 

Since you niggas all about frontin let's how and when you want 

Ya don't want my thugs to get up on it 

Leave it alone 'cause we bought our liquor, now 

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[Chorus: x2] 

Bitch niggas better smarten up 

Before I bring out the toast and touch you up 

Fuckin' wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck 

But nowadays you ain't gettin' out as much 

What the fuck is up baby boy you scared or what 

I Swiss nothin' but the hot shit 

So I hear you want to pop shit you don't know who you 

Fuckin' wit let me show how life's a Bitch 

I went through drug money hustlin' every day to get a taste 

Through gun or blood money Killin' niggas back then for a small face 

Got in the hot money wish yours was mine in every case 

Now it's cream money spelt the raw and if more get chased 

Holla out my niggas be the word of mouth 

My bitches bang head like the dirty south nigga bounce 

Row my niggas ride my bitches if you ain't heard nigga ride out wit us 

Where the fuck all my murderers hit up wit the heat nigga just because 

Got the whole world wonderin' what the motive was, let's ride 

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[Chorus] 

(The Lord is callin' me) recently but ain't got time to speak 

(Lord what you want from me) hope it ain't my time for the glen to reap 

(niggas be killin' me) turn around look them mud eye gun 'em down 

(That's how I hit 'em and) cool 'em off what the fuck is you hollin' bout 

Niggas be run-in wild) paid to strip what ever happened to the sun hit 

(Will never calm down) deal wit a lot of niggas get killed for this 

(Especially my niggas) rest in peace to my dogs wit love till death 

(For When I die niggas)never to hell I've been down wit some of the best yeah nigga 

[Chorus]