Lyrical Breakdown of Who Down To Ride - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Who Down to Ride [Master P] Told y'all I was gon' let them niggaz run that beef shit til I get tired of it Then I'ma put them motherfuckers to sleep - you got them extra heaters nigga? Let's go ride [D.I.G.] Who the fuck, that is, on the side of me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to get high with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to ride with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to die with me Yo who the fuck, that is, on the side of me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to get high with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to ride with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to die with me [Master P] I'm feelin sick, I done swallowed a fuckin rock I ain't even runnin, here comes the cops I got my soldier gear on, and I'm motherfuckin ready You Nightmare on Elm Street, you Jason and I'm Freddy We got a job to do, then it's a motherfuckin lick Fifty G's on his ass, then it's a motherfuckin split Me and my homies gon' smoke and when we get done we gon' get blunted And after we handle our business, we gonna chase after some honies Nobody fuckin move, nobody get hurt Don't make me put your face on a motherfuckin shirt I'm from the 3rd Ward, where we all crack skulls And we don't give a fuck cause we all toss broads Now if you snitchin, then they gon' find you in a ditch But if you bitchin, then they gon' find you with some dick Nigga we Uptown, where the lights don't shine But with the pistol, and this chrome, watch yo' ass get blind by these youngster that I hang with, I mean these niggaz I sang with We all soldiers for life nigga, we on some gang shit [D.I.G.] Who the fuck, that is, on the side of me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to get high with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to ride with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to die with me A maniac killer, I'm the nigga quick to rip it up So buck and get fucked stuck like Chuck bitch, now that ass is out of luck I'm from the ruts of the city strictly ghetto born Swoll up hard so you haters best be gone Or he gone like that, I'm tragic on your street I got what it take to get the glock that knock you off your fuckin feet I be the terror in the dark just like a thief Releasin the beast, be deceased, all increase, uhh T-E-C, N-I-N-E, relieves to any problem I got the fuckin cop killers nigga you can't dodge em Like a mirage I'm the nigga you think you be seein I'm leavin em stinkin I'm leavin em invisible even up when they dreamin You don't where I went, or how this nigga gon' be on that ass and blast, gimme the mic, I'ma show you what I mean froggy fat But clean as a mouth full of Listerine Unseen supreme the king, indisputable Inflictin pain, even my name is immutable My game is beautiful, fuck with me and I'll murder you Who the fuck, that is, on the side of me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to get high with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to ride with me Yo who the fuck, that is, going to die with me