Artist: Bad Habitz Album: Chronic 2000: Still Smokin' (Suge Knight Represents) Song: Ride or Get Rode On Typed by: davpaul@dove.net.au We're baaack!!! Hahahahaha The Untouchable Death Row still platinum-plus on you bitch made niggas Uhh uhh, DJ 2 Tuff baby Yeah uhh, check it out (Death ROW) Chorus: You can ride or get rode on, rode on You can steal or get stole on, stole on You can stomp or get stepped on, stepped on You can creep or get crept on nigga! (You tried to ride) But in the process got rode on (You tried to steal) But in the process got stoled on Now tell me dogg how you want this to happen? We can start rappin, take it to the streets and start strappin Gobbles be yappin, I cut their tongues off, if not I have everybody when they spit it out their mouth Now what you thought, that I'd be too desperate with the truth? You spoke up on this devil, now watch me improve to you I bring more ??? to this game than Bryant Gumble I hated to rob, sorry keep it down to a mumble I'm just a step away from being America's most wanted but the doggs in my coon that roam is full bloody Who done it? Boy, I swear I'm bout to start gunnin Those who never seen it comin, start runnin Deliverin buckshots and low blows So ride on with these Habitz and gotcha back stranded on the Row Chorus (x2) I come equipped with two 9's and fo' clips Everytime I bust and leave burns or fo'-fifths Then you run like Miller, on the hunt like Matilda Abolish MC's, terrorise the Earth like Godzilla Don't slip, I'm the skinny nigga with the phone grip I represent Cali, 'stead of the Bloods and Crips Slug protect, and we known for loot There ain't a hood in Compton that ain't down with suit I'm a ridah, fool that loves to ride I'm not Sinbad, I never lose out on a vibe I be the one to bomb first, put your ass in a body bag wit your bloody rag, you fucked around and made me mad So why you tryin me? I leave you ride or get rode on like Kane did on Menace II Society (Young blood you bold/bald) And I'm never gon' fall off Don't give us niggas the silent treatment, you can't call this dogg off Chorus (x2) Bridge: If you ride for me, I'ma ride for you If I get rode on, I get rode on too If you ride for me, I'ma ride for you If I get rode on, I get rode on too Interlude: Hehehe, young niggas don't want no problems with Bad Habitz or Death Row It's on the real, nigga, we comin for you Niggas be like "Damn dogg, it's dem again" We can jump into some gangsta shit or settle it like gentlemen Love To Love You like Timbaland I draw heat and bodies gone multiply like water to Gremlins Plus I rush niggas off adrenalin Catch big cases, murder off of big faces like Benjamins Are you crazy? You must be cos I'm pullin Glocks while you niggas throwin rocks like it's rings I made you believe hell's hot Who got shells? Hot shells, I shot shells and left you shellshocked You niggas doomed in the dark from my 9 milli boss Better ride on these niggas like an amuzement park You sneak a ride on our ridahs and I, kill killers Some hardcore like Keith, on all hammers, on three-wheelers Niggas get destroyed battlin me You have a better chance of catchin a Willie D with teeth like Leroy Chorus (x2) You can creep or get crept on nigga........! You can creep or get crept on nigga........! Chorus (x2)