Artist: C-Murder f/ Magic, Mr. Serv On Album: Bossalinie Song: Ride on Dem Bustas Typed by: ThaIceBoy@cs.com (*Helicopter propeller*) (Whisper getting louder) Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga (C-Murder) Real motherfuckin nigga (C-Murder - in background) From the motherfucking Deadly Sounds On to the motherfucking Beats By The motherfucking Pound Nigga I walk with a real motherfuckin dirty gun with a motherfucking round Bitch! Chorus (2x): Real niggas and we ride on them bustas We some real niggas scream fuck them motherfuckers (C-Murder) I smoke weed, when my mind gone, I aint tripping Bullets flipping, young nigga bout that hollow chipping Fliping Ki's on the block, where them G's at Got them hoes sucking my dick till they knees crack Drop top 6 all black with the black tints I got them niggas pushing crack like a Mack 10 A dollar short and I'm coming bout to have these fools running Hundred rounds humming, bout to break em off something Call my cousin Rock on the Mobile phone, he at home Magnolia projects, straight from Clebourne In the city, where the shitty niggas quick to give you A ticket to the morgue (nigga) after they kill you Fuck the penn, cause if I go again, I'm a rider You never catch me slipping, I got my heater right beside, uh Running from the cops, cause the law, I don't trust ya I'm a real nigga and I ride on them bustas, I'm a Chorus (2x) (Magic) What Shit!!! I sick and I'm tired of all the fakers Niggas be talking about they gonna keep it real Nigga give me the strap and get in the back This shits is about to get real!!! (Ch Ch Chh) I came here a head-buster, a dome-crusher They founded out I can rap and they told me put down the strap ands Now I'm getting paper screaming 9th WARD I real in this shit, I took it in blood its tatted on my arm So now when i ride I take the nine with (nine with me) It don't take less than 2.5 to get me (Ha ha ha) I'm with C, I'm with Serv, and we smoking on some herb Contiplating on how to get cha, cause you done struck a nerve Who gone ride with me (my niggas) Who gone die with me (my niggas) Who gone bust at these cowards with me Who gone ride with me (my niggas), I'm a Chorus (2x) (Mr. Serv On) Now Ke'Noe religious ass lay this fire ass motherfucking track oughta spare ride on you motherfuckers (ride) But I got a little something to take to these motherfuckers you them niggas them bullet suckers (bitch ass) You know them niggas that say they ain't scared to die but they'll take a bullet? (Come On, You Scared) Well C and Magic, give me a pistol with a happy trigger I got ready to get home and sound some loot I'ma pull it, just to think I got this motherfucking tank by signing a contract (Hell No) Bitch you better get your motherfucking mind right Ask Me how the fuck I act! I was riding on niggas block when you niggas was still running from the cops (bitch ass) I done made a little motherfucking money so you think that shit gonna really make me stop (shit, never nigga never) I got a tatoo on my stomach that made me motherfucking bleed (Come on T.R.U.!) So every drop that hit the ground nigga, for every round in the tank nigga you know I believe (believe) I done got bad on this motherfucking microphone (Hell Yeah!) But if C call me nigga and take one of you niggas home fuck, ride nigga, ha what (Lets Roll!) We some Chorus (4x) Fuck all them motherfucking bitch ass, punk ass, playa hating pussy (Fuckin Right Nigga Ya Heard Me!) motherfuckers out there talking shit Cause when I run up on you motherfuckers, you bound to get your motherfucking wig split (bloom, bloom) Ol' soft ass, cheesy, funky, dirty, ol' shoe wearing dirty motherfucking poot stain draws bitch ass, yellow belly motherFUCKERS, BIATCH! (Ride On Dem Bustaz) That means you bitch (Screamin Fuck Dem Motherfuckers) 3rd ward, 9th ward nigga No Limit, cause I'm in it Nigga Ke'Noe, again on the motherfucking beat-o! Deadly sounds nigga incognito! Bitch!