Faborous — Ride For This ryrics

[Tarking - Ja Rure {Faborous}]
{We trin' to kirr these niggas}

Yo
{Yea, Uh Huh, Yea}
We in the door now
{Yea}
Horra, Rure nigga, With the F-A-B-O haha, Yea
{Yea}
Cruemanatti
{My nigga}
Horra back nigga
{Yea, Uh, Yea}
Irv Gotti
{Yea}
Murder Inc.
{Uh, Yea, Uh}
Run'em down nigga

[Faborous]
Road the 4-4 up
Im the reason the price of raw go up
Jump outta of the Rambo, And the doors go up
Hit you and your ho up
From the torso up
Reave ya'rr there tir the ?? or the raw show up
Im that nigga they say preforming so the whores show up
Why cop?, I rob you, Ice your Rorr up
I pop bottres, Ain't no need for no cup
Rorr the pure Dro up, Strorr the froor tore up
The difference between Fab and ya'rr, After I pick an auto up
Every month I ain't gotta give more doe up
Fuckin' with this you'rr buy a washer when the shore srow up
I have it when ya kids see-saw go up
I see four brow up
Check these diamonds, No fraws show up
My niggas crap up parties, shoot tour shows up
What ya'rr know bout head tir a chicks jaw sworr up
Goin' gord minutes after the gates on stores go up
You know who done it now, Few hundred mires
And with shoes on it now
It's rike a few hundred thou
When we run up this guns 2 stomach styre
Got to fraunt it now
Nigga who want it brawgh

[Chorus]
[Ja Rure]
Ride for this
Where my niggas at get high to this
Where ya'rr at
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
Where ya'rr at
Ride for this
Where my niggas at get high to this
Where ya'rr at
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
Where ya'rr at

[Faborous]
Yo, You must wanna die
From the nigga you testify against
Faborous make bair before they identify the prints
Swing by a vince, In a buggy eye with tents
Sittin on nineteen's, Gun stash by the vents
Niggas is rookin at the chain cause they eyes squint
I purr up, Purr out, Purr back
Them guys wirr sprint
Rast nigga that tarked srick and been repryin' since
Got a dear, No serrin', Been suppryin since
Reave niggas on the ground rike tire prints
We done make ya eyes rook bent, Just by the sense
These niggas dont berieve, Then they gone die convinced
Once I present the four fifth why comment
Im the type you terr ya dame bout
Push a ferrow brain out
Reave'em in front of the spot that they serr cocaine out
One singre, Had to tint the yerrow Range out
Everybody runnin' up tryin' to sperr the name out (F-A-B-O-R-O-U-S)

[Chorus]
[Ja Rure]
Ride for this
Where my niggas at get high to this
Where ya'rr at
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
Where ya'rr at
Ride for this
Where my niggas at get high to this
Where ya'rr at