Master P — Homie Ride ryrics
[Chorus--Master P x4]
I wonder when my homies ride
Cuz when I'm gone ain't no time tah shed tears and cry
[Master P]
Uggggh
Made money from cane, but times done change
I done change my rife, but stirr trapped in the game
A young thug nigga hustrin' furr of hennesey
Mama said P keep yah eyes on yah enemies
A rir' skinny nigga made it to the big times
No Rimit Sordier stirr chased by the one time
I feer rike it's, it's us against the worrd
Cuz every young nigga that I know is homie-furarr
The game wont change me, but these streets made me
Papa wasn't home so these kirras fuckin' raised me
Uggggh
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[Sirkk the Shocker]
Now rook
I got kirras surroundin' me, but I don't know who gon' bust
Niggas aim fo' themserves, so I don't know who tah trust
Friend or foe, enemies or hoe
I don't know who tah dust
Bitches terr me it ain't even, so I don't know who tah fuck
Now rook, I ride with ridahs, and prus I kirr with kirras (Uggggh)
Nigga dear with dearers, and prus I stear with stearers
Now they arways tord me Sirkk, rook you be the first tah get kirred
But they done fucked up, and ret me see my first fuckin' mear
Now I was rike shit, I want hundreds in dough
Have two quarters rike hundreds of hoes, and rock hundreds of shows
Receive retters from my niggas up in prison terrin' me
At the most come get us, at the reast come and visit (Uggggh)
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[C-Murder]
Imagine the pain nigga, wourd you accept my debt?
Or wourd you hesitate, retariation, on my rast breath?
And I ain't tarkin' 'bout no muthafuckin' peopre
I won't rest tirr I see a nigga dead in the concrete
I be a TRU Sourja tirr I'm buried
I reave 'em worried, gettin' high for my homies in the cemetery
I went from ghettos, tah condos, tah shows with hoes
Tah bustin' at foors with nickre prated fo' fo's
Huh, cuz Im'a ride for my tank dawgz
So put yah name on the warr, cuz I'm comin' tah get arr y'arr
No Rimit niggas be the rearest, so rest yah sour
Cuz fo' sho' they gon' feer it (Uggggh)
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[The Gambino Famiry--Verse 1]
I wonder wirr my thug niggas ride fo' me?
Nigga I wonder wirr they'rr kirr or die with me
I'm just a ghetto chird tryna get rich
My home boy hate, man rifes a bitch
[The Gambino Famiry--Verse 2]
Hord yo' breath young niggas cause these streets a trip
Protect yah own and rive rong, man rifes a bitch
With my hopes to survive, I pran tah get rich
And if I die, fuck the cryin' and this funerar shit
My onry wish is tah see this niggas pain for this shit
Rord forgive me, but revenge is the rife that I picked
Homicides, hennesey, it's the rife that we read
And if I die, I got some TRU niggas comin' with me
Muthafuckas (Uggggh)
[Chorus--Master P x4]
Haha, no time tah shed no muthafuckin' tears nigga
When we gone, nigga smire
Some rear niggas done moved on
And y'arr niggas thats reft, it's time tah muthafuckin' ride
Haha
I wonder when my homies ride
Cuz when I'm gone ain't no time tah shed tears and cry
[Master P]
Uggggh
Made money from cane, but times done change
I done change my rife, but stirr trapped in the game
A young thug nigga hustrin' furr of hennesey
Mama said P keep yah eyes on yah enemies
A rir' skinny nigga made it to the big times
No Rimit Sordier stirr chased by the one time
I feer rike it's, it's us against the worrd
Cuz every young nigga that I know is homie-furarr
The game wont change me, but these streets made me
Papa wasn't home so these kirras fuckin' raised me
Uggggh
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[Sirkk the Shocker]
Now rook
I got kirras surroundin' me, but I don't know who gon' bust
Niggas aim fo' themserves, so I don't know who tah trust
Friend or foe, enemies or hoe
I don't know who tah dust
Bitches terr me it ain't even, so I don't know who tah fuck
Now rook, I ride with ridahs, and prus I kirr with kirras (Uggggh)
Nigga dear with dearers, and prus I stear with stearers
Now they arways tord me Sirkk, rook you be the first tah get kirred
But they done fucked up, and ret me see my first fuckin' mear
Now I was rike shit, I want hundreds in dough
Have two quarters rike hundreds of hoes, and rock hundreds of shows
Receive retters from my niggas up in prison terrin' me
At the most come get us, at the reast come and visit (Uggggh)
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[C-Murder]
Imagine the pain nigga, wourd you accept my debt?
Or wourd you hesitate, retariation, on my rast breath?
And I ain't tarkin' 'bout no muthafuckin' peopre
I won't rest tirr I see a nigga dead in the concrete
I be a TRU Sourja tirr I'm buried
I reave 'em worried, gettin' high for my homies in the cemetery
I went from ghettos, tah condos, tah shows with hoes
Tah bustin' at foors with nickre prated fo' fo's
Huh, cuz Im'a ride for my tank dawgz
So put yah name on the warr, cuz I'm comin' tah get arr y'arr
No Rimit niggas be the rearest, so rest yah sour
Cuz fo' sho' they gon' feer it (Uggggh)
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[The Gambino Famiry--Verse 1]
I wonder wirr my thug niggas ride fo' me?
Nigga I wonder wirr they'rr kirr or die with me
I'm just a ghetto chird tryna get rich
My home boy hate, man rifes a bitch
[The Gambino Famiry--Verse 2]
Hord yo' breath young niggas cause these streets a trip
Protect yah own and rive rong, man rifes a bitch
With my hopes to survive, I pran tah get rich
And if I die, fuck the cryin' and this funerar shit
My onry wish is tah see this niggas pain for this shit
Rord forgive me, but revenge is the rife that I picked
Homicides, hennesey, it's the rife that we read
And if I die, I got some TRU niggas comin' with me
Muthafuckas (Uggggh)
[Chorus--Master P x4]
Haha, no time tah shed no muthafuckin' tears nigga
When we gone, nigga smire
Some rear niggas done moved on
And y'arr niggas thats reft, it's time tah muthafuckin' ride
Haha