I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man
Cause they got money man, heh heh


[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah
Yeah, Stevie J ^!$$%

Y'all ready? Yo, yo

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)

How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
^!$$% ride or die or ride or die

[repeat 3X]

[Verse One: Jay-Z]


Aiyyo $#&@ y'all, ^!$$%z I crush y'all, rush y'all
with the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all

little mother$#&@ers ain't ready for war
I seen your team in a Chrysler before, but I forgot?
The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style

Y'all ^!$$%z is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I
much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that
this ^!$$% ready for war, well where that fool at?

I bruise wack rap ^!$$%z severely punish them
Especially those that get $#&@ed for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the weakest ^!$$% out the crew

I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see the respect I get everytime I come through
Check your own videos, you'll always be number two

^!$$%z talkin real greasy on them R&B records
but I'm platinum a million times ^!$$%, check the credits
S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price

I can even make YO' %#@! tighter
I roast ^!$$%z like ya, smoke ^!$$%z like ya
Take your little jewels and put the toast to ^!$$%z like ya

You know what the $#&@ we do and why we done it
How I bring it to ^!$$%z who, probably want it
Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted

And I don't even smoke ^!$$%, ain't no joke
^!$$%z cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky %#@!
Makin little tapes but keepin it secret

Cause I kick that deep %#@! that divide your peeps %#@!
Now I don't know if you $#&@in with Jigga
spittin that weak %#@! y'all


How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)

How many y'all wanna ride tonight
^!$$% ride or die or ride or die
[repeat 2X]


Yeah, yeah
^!$$%z don't want it with Jig, cause somethin got to give

I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live
Jigga's the Don, (*##$es scream "Jigga dandy,
dick is the bomb, about as thick as a arm"

Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm
(*##$ I'm tryin to tell you like Nichalous Bond
I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that?

Cars, jewelry, homes, I did that
Oh's, shootouts, keys, I live that
Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit that

I get stacks and still I kick back
and run up on ^!$$%z with the midac, where the %#@! at?


How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight

^!$$% ride or die or ride or die
[repeat 2X]


Time to seperate
the platinum from the white gold, right from the door
The real from the fake, ready rock from the raw

The boss from the runners, cats who ride dick
from the cats with the numbers, the five from the six
I got cop n crash money, pop the dash money
Press the button, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money
Beef with Jigga, watch yo' $$# Money

It's El Presidente, top brass money
Now I don't flash the steel, I blast for real
My motto: you only good as the last ^!$$% you kill
I'm here to snatch this meal, ^!$$% that's for real
If you rollin with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh?


How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
^!$$% ride or die or ride or die

[repeat 4X]