Ride Or Die Lyrics - Jay-z

I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man 

Cause they got money man, heh heh 

[Jay-Z] 

Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah 

Yeah, Stevie J nigga 

Y'all ready? Yo, yo 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) 

How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight 

Nigga ride or die or ride or die 

(repeat 3X) 

Verse One: Jay-Z 

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Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all 

with the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all 

little motherfuckers ain't ready for war 

I seen your team in a Chrysler before, but I forgot? 

The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style 

Y'all niggaz is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I 

much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that 

this nigga ready for war, well where that fool at? 

I bruise wack rap niggaz severely punish them 

Especially those that get fucked for they publishing, heh 

Always gotta be the weakest nigga out the crew 

I probably make more money off yo' album, than you 

You see the respect I get everytime I come through 

Check your own videos, you'll always be number two 

Niggaz talkin real greasy on them R&B records 

but I'm platinum a million times nigga, check the credits 

S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price 

I can even make YO' shit tighter 

I roast niggaz like ya, smoke niggaz like ya 

Take your little jewels and put the toast to niggaz like ya 

You know what the fuck we do and why we done it 

How I bring it to niggaz who, probably want it 

Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted 

And I don't even smoke nigga, ain't no joke 

Niggaz cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky shit 

Makin little tapes but keepin it secret 

Cause I kick that deep shit that divide your peeps shit 

Now I don't know if you fuckin with Jigga 

spittin that weak shit y'all 

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How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) 

How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight 

Nigga ride or die or ride or die 

(repeat 2X) 

Yeah, yeah 

Niggaz don't want it with Jig, cause somethin got to give 

I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live 

Jigga's the Don, bitches scream "Jigga dandy, 

dick is the bomb, about as thick as a arm" 

Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm 

Bitch I'm tryin to tell you like Nichalous Bond 

I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that? 

Cars, jewelry, homes, I did that 

Oh's, shootouts, keys, I live that 

Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit that 

I get stacks and still I kick back 

and run up on niggaz with the midac, where the shit at? 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) 

How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight 

Nigga ride or die or ride or die 

(repeat 2X) 

Time to seperate 

the platinum from the white gold, right from the door 

The real from the fake, ready rock from the raw 

The boss from the runners, cats who ride dick 

from the cats with the numbers, the five from the six 

I got cop n crash money, pop the dash money 

Press the button, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money 

Beef with Jigga, watch yo' ass Money 

It's El Presidente, top brass money 

Now I don't flash the steel, I blast for real 

My motto: you only good as the last nigga you kill 

I'm here to snatch this meal, nigga that's for real 

If you rollin with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh? 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight) 

How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight) 

How many y'all wanna ride tonight 

Nigga ride or die or ride or die 

(repeat 4X)