4th25
4th25 - I Ride lyrics
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Chorus I ride for these niggaz I die for these niggaz 6,000 miles away im takin fire with these niggaz so yall wanna fuck around we can fuck around to don't getm round 1 fuckem gettem round 2 everybody's targets now don't make us have to target you fallen saoldiers live forever we'll never remember you V1 Look here, this is for them soldiers that's not gon make it home so we go red in yall memory shootem dead in yall memory engage em point blank in they face in yall memory cause for we leave best believe these iraq's will remember me cause we are not fuckin around here we don't get much sleep when we on the block all night exchanging bullets for peace and once we start pullin these triggers we don't stop till the whole block leaks till its not a live body in the streets somebody should a toldem soldiers don't know how to die easy and we are fittin to get you back for them families that's now grieving so it el be a whole lot a fuckers in return that stop breathin they should a laid down we wouldn't a had to killem when we seeum but they don't learn so quick so we keep havin to teachem that the hungrier they get the more death we gon feedem until its over we aint got no problem with more bodies that's just how we get down for them soldiers that served proudly chorus v2 they trying to see my body in the streets partner but that's not happenin so for every bullet in my direction im throwin 30 back at em and when the crew serves start poppin off its no more questions these fuckers is meetin allah in a matter of seconds fuckem losin my patience maybe I've been here too long but yall is fittin to pay me back for those soldiers not goin home seen too many of us wounded I wont be the next one So the only Arabic im speakins Getting spoke thru this gun Yall don't understand nothing else And yall aint tryng to talk neither You trying to win And you only score when a soldier stops breathin Only rules out this mofucker Don't get caught sleepin And when somethins poppin of Them triggers you got squeezem Cause they wanna see me gone But I am not leavin And at times I exercise this finger for no reason Keep these other mofuckers bleedin Rather them than me And god willing you fuckers Gon meetem before me Chorus