Ja Rule - Let's Ride Lyrics

[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

[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

[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]

[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

[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

[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]