Jay-zRide Or Die

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 n***a 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 N***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 3X] [Verse One: Jay-Z] Aiyyo f**k y'all, ni***z 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 ni***z is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I Much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that This n***a ready for war, well where that fool at? I bruise wack rap ni***z severely punish them Especially those that get f****d for they publishing, heh Always gotta be the weakest n***a 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 Ni***z talkin real greasy on them R&B records But I'm platinum a million times n***a, check the credits S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price I can even make yo' s**t tighter I roast ni***z like ya, smoke ni***z like ya Take your little jewels and put the toast to ni***z like ya You know what the f**k we do and why we done it How I bring it to ni***z who, probably want it Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted And I don't even smoke n***a, ain't no joke Ni***z cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky s**t Makin little tapes but keepin it secret Cause I kick that deep s**t that divide your peeps s**t Now I don't know if you fuckin with Jigga Spittin that weak s**t y'all 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 N***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 2X] Yeah, yeah Ni***z 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, b*****s scream "Jigga dandy, D**k is the bomb, about as thick as a arm" Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm B***h 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 ni***z with the midac, where the s**t 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 N***a 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 d**k 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' a** 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 n***a you kill I'm here to snatch this meal, n***a 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 N***a ride or die or ride or die [repeat 4X]
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