Gone Ride With Me - Juvenile

I’m charging six hundred for some big Os

You do business with me, you coming back to get more

My shit is fire, cause it’s jumpin' back to twenty-nine

So a nigga shouldn’t have no problem bout me gettin' mine

If you come at me with a short I must say shop closed

Motherfuckers try to get smart you gon' get popped ho

I buck with niggas out the Jake like Will and Paco

Have conversations for bitches until they got drove

Picture me gently getting twisted off the indo

Baby, Lil Wayne, B.G., and me committing sins though

Better beware because we bout to spend a bend though

Don’t get caught out without the shit cause you will end though

Me and my people got to hustle just to pay the rent

Some of us not in the position that we say we in

Can’t have no bill collectors coming through my residence

That’s why everyday I be runnin' for the presidents

All that knockin' another nigga, shits irrelevant

You get your head busted for playin' with my intelligence

Yeah

My nine is gonna die with me

Pick up the supply with me

Be up in the ride with me

Do a homicide with me, who, me

My nine is gonna die with me

Pick up the supply with me

Be up in the ride with me

Do a homicide with me, who, me

My nine is gonna die with me

Pick up the supply with me

You making shit more complicated than it should be

You feel your death is comin' soon whodie it could be

Nigga got killed because they never understood me

I know your block is similar to how my hood be

This nigga with all of this playin' gettin' on my nerves

He callin' me up on the phone sayin' he want a bird

I told his daddy that’s not how I handle business, man

How I know you not turning state and you be witnessin'?

Doing business with you I’m not even considerin'

How to be in the safe get around that you niggas in

I move too fast, remember patience is a virtue

And keep your eyes open cause niggas gon' observe you

They waiting for the perfect time that they can hurt you

And if they catch you off your basis they gon' serve you

I wonder if my people locked up still remember me

I’m talkin' bout Tulane and Broad, and penitentiaries

All my niggas

My nine is gonna die with me

Pick up the supply with me

Do a homicide with me

Be up in the ride with me, who, me

My nine is gonna die with me

Pick up the supply with me

Do a homicide with me

Be up in the ride with me, who, me

I already got you listening to what I said

You better straighten up, there, soldier 'fore I bust your head

Ho if you got something you better not even show your face

Cause a nigga been doing bad and might explore your place

Look, you know you not about it cause they know you fake

If you want to go to war I know what it take

Come with a team of choppers, not no thirty-eight

And we gon' turn this 211 into a murder case

And me a Russell gon' get dizzy out the Thunderbird

And start a nuclear revolution right up on your curb

Niggas keep fuckin' with me cause they know I’m gettin' large

My truck is sitting on twenties, and I’m hittin' broads

If you get beside yourself, then you got to go

You creepin' on the C-M-B's that’s not possible

I hit a fifty out my chopper and I got some more

You say you ready for me whodie I don’t really know

No

My nine is gonna ride with me

My nine is gonna die with me

Be up in the ride with me

Do a homicide with me, who, me