文本歌词

Celly Cel featuring C-Bo - Ride
Eye for an eye ride or you die
Eye for an eye ride or you die
Eye for an eye ride or you die
Eye for an eye ride or you die
Won't leave the house unless I'm strapped up
I might get backed up in the traffic
Ni**as is dumping on me when I got my zapper
Creeping up on me and I got one hand on the wheel
One hand on the steel trying to break a ni**a for skrill
And I'm ridin' wit sharp shootin' skills
Funk season whatever the reason I'm dealing wit drama
Send me one of them mangie a** ni**as
Runnin' home cryin' to Mama
So I kick the door to eliminate the whole situation
F**kin' wit me me will ended up having his family eraseded
Face it no charges leaving the body behind until
You better respect game
Bow down when real ni**asbail through yo hood
But won't be caught up in a twist
Flash on us unless you end up sleeping wit the fish
Seamin' shoes lady singing the blues them sad ballads
Fried chicken collad greens and potato salads
Surrounded them by
of family members cryin'
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
He got the Mac One-O and moved nice on the piggies
Hit 'em up and buck and leave them struck when I'm tipsy
Ain't no love for the true thugs that die for this sh*t
Wit 150 round drum ride for this sh*t
F**k the hard hats end locs pass the fo fo
And watch me smoke them hoes like the last hit of indo and fo' sho
I smash and blast ni**a when I'm provoked with a doe of platinum coke
I holds down a fort
Why you smiling for These ni**asplaying games on the street
That's where they meet the heat they sweep they a** up off of they feet
This ain't no fairy tale you f**kin' with Cel
Hit the scenes wit machines if you want my team
It ain't no in between seventeen through your temple
When your crossing the realest ni**asto spit this killa sh*t on the mic
And make the world feel us hit 'em wit rounds
of hollows then we follow ni**asto they spine
And chop they a** up wit fully-auto's
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
I ain't no actor b**ch my life is worser than the movies
For real though from steel toes to my uzi pushin' Impala S S's
Benz Beamers to Lamborginis and chase my strip down
Wit X O Henn and Remi Rolex on my wrist
Hundred dollar bill's crisp I pull the blunt from my lip
Then the 4-5 from my hip and spit the incredible medical or hard core
The deadliest medacine gas ever set off in a war westcoast's the spot
Where we lock our million dollar doors survival in hell packing heat
Ducking from them I'm just a thug ni**a
Step on your street and draw my heat and then I plug ni**as
I be a G from the G B C that's why I mug ni**as
Don't flag I just sag and carry a mag and get off in the snitches asses
You a b**ch but still ride or die screaming out the block
B**ch I'll have you die wit doc
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye you ride or you die
Ni**asget at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly