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Billy Badnewz - Let's Ride Lyrics




Umoja Umoja

Don Billiono (Umoja)

Mos Wanted La Familia (Umoja)

Yea (Umoja)

They want to see a nigga in chains
Want to see a nigga in pain,
I won't cry to tears in a bucket, f*ck it,
I got a mag with extend clip, I shoot shit up like a maverick, trust me,
Sipping Henny with a bad bitch, don't be mad if, that's your little hussy,
You know the game man she choose me, young nigga on the road to Riches and Rollies,
A straight jacket can't hold me, I'm rebel, always on my grind can't settle,
Letting off on my opposition, I like the sound of heavy metal, Black Sabbath,
All that hating you can have it, I was patient, now I got to have it,
Step my game up each year like the new madden, I got an automatic hit stick,
Getting a whole lot of bread like my plug is from Bisquicks,
It's survival of the fittest, all my niggas well equipped with,
Blickas with big clips, hollow tips and silencers,
Knowledge of business and politics, bitches with brains that swallow it,
All you haters got a problem with, wanted family, you can get chalk cause I ride for this,


If it's about money man I'm down with that,
You with the fam then I ride with you,
No stitching I would lie for you,
Stick to together can't collide with you,
Loyalty man I ride for that, real niggas will die for that,
Real bitches gone ride on that, get cheese and acknowledge the rats,
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (Yea)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (uh uh)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (yea)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (uh)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks

(Malcolm X speaks)

No time for jealousy, everybody gone eat b, everybody gone eat,
Broccoli and celery, pocket getting healthy, you gone see G you gone see me
Rolling in on dubs, in the latest bm-dub, outlaw or a thug, call me what you want
But I ain't no chump, or a cretin, no more sleeping,
Thanksgiving not the only time we feasting,
Shorty cooking up while I'm with young bucks teaching,
How to get bucks and keep it increasing,
Compounding till I'm in a compound near the Appalachian Mountains,
And I am cop a crib in the mother land,
Fist in my left, four fifth in my other hand,
I had to smarting up, I got tired of suffering.
I was eating off books, sold packs and got a fork,
Trying to survive you can't distort that and call me a crook,
Naw that's the courts, keep a long story short,
Get chicken and circumvent the pork,
Link up and get more bucks, is you wit or what?
Link up and get more bucks, is you wit it or what? Let's ride.

If it's about getting money man I'm down with that,
You with the fam then I ride with you,
No stitching I would lie for you,
Stick to together can't collide with you,
Loyalty man I ride for that, real niggas will die for that,
Real bitches gone ride on that,
Get cheese and acknowledge the rats,
Real niggas gone united and count stacks

(Malcolm X Speaks II)

Real niggas gone unite and count stacks (Yea)
Real niggas gone unite and count stacks (Uh Uh)
Real niggas gone unite and count stacks (Yea)
Real niggas gone unite and count stacks

Real niggas gone unite and count stacks
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Umoja Umoja

Don Billiono (Umoja)

Mos Wanted La Familia (Umoja)

Yea (Umoja)

They want to see a nigga in chains
Want to see a nigga in pain,
I won't cry to tears in a bucket, f*ck it,
I got a mag with extend clip, I shoot shit up like a maverick, trust me,
Sipping Henny with a bad bitch, don't be mad if, that's your little hussy,
You know the game man she choose me, young nigga on the road to Riches and Rollies,
A straight jacket can't hold me, I'm rebel, always on my grind can't settle,
Letting off on my opposition, I like the sound of heavy metal, Black Sabbath,
All that hating you can have it, I was patient, now I got to have it,
Step my game up each year like the new madden, I got an automatic hit stick,
Getting a whole lot of bread like my plug is from Bisquicks,
It's survival of the fittest, all my niggas well equipped with,
Blickas with big clips, hollow tips and silencers,
Knowledge of business and politics, bitches with brains that swallow it,
All you haters got a problem with, wanted family, you can get chalk cause I ride for this,


If it's about money man I'm down with that,
You with the fam then I ride with you,
No stitching I would lie for you,
Stick to together can't collide with you,
Loyalty man I ride for that, real niggas will die for that,
Real bitches gone ride on that, get cheese and acknowledge the rats,
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (Yea)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (uh uh)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (yea)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks (uh)
Real niggas gone united and count stacks

(Malcolm X speaks)

No time for jealousy, everybody gone eat b, everybody gone eat,
Broccoli and celery, pocket getting healthy, you gone see G you gone see me
Rolling in on dubs, in the latest bm-dub, outlaw or a thug, call me what you want
But I ain't no chump, or a cretin, no more sleeping,
Thanksgiving not the only time we feasting,
Shorty cooking up while I'm with young bucks teaching,
How to get bucks and keep it increasing,
Compounding till I'm in a compound near the Appalachian Mountains,
And I am cop a crib in the mother land,
Fist in my left, four fifth in my other hand,
I had to smarting up, I got tired of suffering.
I was eating off books, sold packs and got a fork,
Trying to survive you can't distort that and call me a crook,
Naw that's the courts, keep a long story short,
Get chicken and circumvent the pork,
Link up and get more bucks, is you wit or what?
Link up and get more bucks, is you wit it or what? Let's ride.

If it's about getting money man I'm down with that,
You with the fam then I ride with you,
No stitching I would lie for you,
Stick to together can't collide with you,
Loyalty man I ride for that, real niggas will die for that,
Real bitches gone ride on that,
Get cheese and acknowledge the rats,
Real niggas gone united and count stacks

(Malcolm X Speaks II)

Real niggas gone unite and count stacks (Yea)
Real niggas gone unite and count stacks (Uh Uh)
Real niggas gone unite and count stacks (Yea)
Real niggas gone unite and count stacks

Real niggas gone unite and count stacks
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Writer: TERRANCE A WITCHER
Copyright: Lyrics © W3E Publishing Company, Songtrust Ave


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