Ride Out (feat.Tru-life)

We still playin' by hood rules

We 'bout to ride out, ski masks down

Let's go

yeah

Akon:

Doin' up the banana clips in the jeep, sittin' in the back seat

Four deep on the creep, 'bout to ride on these nigs, ride on these nigs

'Cause this how we live everyday as a gangsta

Doin' up the banana clips in the jeep, sittin' in the back seat

Four deep on the creep, 'bout to ride on these nigs, ride on these nigs

'Cause that's how we live everyday as a gangsta

Tru Life:

I'm in the back of the Pontiac

Puttin' shells in a clip, click clackin' a tommy back

Swerving driving you know he was leaked up

Bones was in the back seat, handin' me ??

Joe was straight stiff, man wired (wired)

We made the papers, man down shots fired

Nigga's killed my nigga, my heart bigged his

Baptised my son, I baptised his

I gotta ride, take the life from tall kids

We've been down since the Johnny pump

I can't let it slide, gotta let the shotty dump

Did it all together, even our communion

Play ball together, we was like the union

We fall one time, the first time he moved in

We use to tell the hoes, we was cousin's

Now I can't believe you gone, I'm sittin' here buggin'

Akon:

Doin' up the banana clips in the jeep, sittin' in the back seat

Four deep on the creep, 'bout to ride on these nigs, ride on these nigs

'Cause this how we live everyday as a gangsta

Doin' up the banana clips in the jeep, sittin' in the back seat

Four deep on the creep, 'bout to ride on these nigs, ride on these nigs

'Cause that's how we live everyday as a gangsta

Tru Life:

It's been 36 hours, still ain't slept

Lookin' at pictures of us, when we were fresh to death (man)

We brought meanin' to the word pimpin'

Too pretty gangsters who just wouldn't listen

Just got the call where they layin' at

I'm thinking crazy right now, I know where his kid stayin' at

Lord forgive me, the rage got me

He was the only one who banged out, when nigga's shot me

Slow the car up, roll the window down

Feel it in the air, nigga it's going down

I hopped out, caught him playing dice

Spit a lunky in his face, then shot him twice

Shot him again, then I shot him again

I ain't miss nigga, yeah, I got him again

Then I pulled the picture out, like remember him

(you remember him mother fucker)

Akon:

Doin' up the banana clips in the jeep, sittin' in the back seat

Four deep on the creep, 'bout to ride on these nigs, ride on these nigs

'Cause this how we live everyday as a gangsta

Doin' up the banana clips in the jeep, sittin' in the back seat

Four deep on the creep, 'bout to ride on these nigs, ride on these nigs

'Cause that's how we live everyday as a gangsta