If you wanna get high, ^!$$% I got a sack
If you wanna ride, my ^!$$% I got a strap

Do or die for my true thug ^!$$%s, and that's a fact
You and I got that true love, ^!$$% I got yo back


Don't nobody got your back, when you need 'em most
I'm yellin' where the love at? But you don't hear me loc
Sometimes I think I'm goin' down, I need a life preserver

But you throw me bricks, tryna help me drown
But I survived, what other options do I have?
Can't blame it on my Mom, can't blame it on my Dad

I make my own decisions, I chose the path that I walk
But me and my father never had that "man to man" talk
But there ain't no need for me to hate him

He did me a favour when he caught my mama ovulatin'
He brought me in the world, and the rest is up to me
So I'm a, do what I gotta and be all that I can be

Now I wanted to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a judge
But it wasn't meant to be so now I got a grudge
I was ... for persistence when I asked for persistence

You kept me at a distance, so $#&@ all you (*##$es
I don't need none of y'all, I'm a do it on my own
And when I'm ballin', I'm a floss in front of all y'all non-believers

You thought I couldn't win
But to my homies, my lovers, and my friends
I got ya back





When everybody got they noses up in the air
I'll be there for you, lettin' you know your ^!$$% cares
I ain't got much to offer but you welcome to what I have

Down to ride witcha, even when the homies mad
I be down witcha; winter, spring, summer, fall
I'm ready to ride every time that my homie calls


I never stall on ya dawg, through it all, thick or thin
We went from boys to men in the same hood

So it's all good, even when you actin' (*##$made
It's still on, I'm a ride when you right or wrong
Standin' strong, no matter what the situation in

And if you die, will provide for your wife and kids
That way you live, forever
However, a ^!$$%'s never gonna let 'cha rest in peace till we back together

$#&@ restin' in peace, I'm in an up roar
What other reason does a ^!$$% have to live for?
If you ain't ready to ride for what we believe

Then get the $#&@ out the game, it's time for you to leave
Cuz only ^!$$%s is willin' to put it all on the line
And ride with us when it's killin' time

I got yo back loc




X-Raided mad at the world, ready to go to war
So tell me what y'all motha$#&@as waitin' for?

Put on your boots, and lace 'em up
Dawg, tell me which tree you wanna chase 'em up
It's an organized congregation, committee of the wicked

If you ain't ready to ride, then ^!$$% you can't kick it
So get the $#&@ up out the set, you high powered coward
Before your (*##$ $$# get devoured

At any given hour my soldiers is bound to loc up
The warriors gonna ride, and all you (*##$es gon' choke up
But that's the only way to separate the real from the fake

Don't ask me why, (*##$ a (*##$ ...
That Northern Cali kill 'em all mentality
It ain't my fault, blame it on the criminality

I'm out to make the paper stack
And when my homie calls, hell yeah it's a conspiracy
I got his back