Lil Italy F- Magic Don P We Riderz Lyrics

We Riderz Lyrics

[Magic]

 {*Laughs*} Look at this shit brah

 Boy look at these phony ass niggaz boy you see 'em L.I. brah

 You see them niggaz brah

 That is what you call a prime example of a imposter

 A fake ass muthafucka, nigga wanna be a muthafuckin' rider

 We riders... we riders... {*Laughs*}

 

 [Magic]

 So what you niggaz ain't know (UH OHHH!), bitch we riders

 We keep our pistols real close beside

 Every nigga down wit' me ain't scared to ride

 Fuckin' thug niggaz, gettin' full of drug niggaz

 We get payed to do this shit, so you gotta love us niggaz

 Went from rags to riches, from shitty hoes to gangsta bitches

 To the studio, straight from prison, from the 9th ward, to 7 figures

 I came all the way to the bay to say, ya'll don't wanna be offendin me

 Fuckin' with Lil' Italy, who I consider my family

 I might get up set, and y'all won't like me when I'm angry

 All the Air Force, Army, Navy, Marines is tryin' to tame me

 The call me magic cause I'm know for makin' my victims disappear

 Y'all lookin' for the riders?  The riders right here!

 

 Chorus: Lil' Italy (2x)

 

 We gon' ride nigga

 Ain't no shame in our game, it's do or die nigga

 (WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS!)

 We gon' ride nigga

 Ain't no shame in our game, so run and hide nigga

 (WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS!)

 

 [Don P]

 Ohh, just stop, don't even get me started, an artist

 But you more like a movin' target, dearly, dearly departed

 They know, satisfaction, til I'm pullin' the Mask

 Now get to, dumpin' and snatchin', no more talkin', rappin', blastin

 I don't, care who you are, or who you hang wit'

 Information tell me that you reliable

 Informants on your house, light, sound, low down

 He took the wrong route, now the raw deal, it's how he figures out

 Lost case, and jabroni's big case, filled up with big face

 In the cut, don't be any more, for sure, in one or more foriegn places

 I lace my boots, I'ma rider for the right loot

 Half a heel - head on the platter, we talkin' done deal

 

 Chorus: Lil' Italy (2x)

 

 [Lil' Italy]

 Callin' all riderz!  Throw your middle fingers up!

 Nigga I don't give a fuck!  I'll bust a nigga like a nut!

 Ain't no pussies on my team, only killaz for the cream

 I got dreams, I'm aimin' for the top, with infrared beams

 I take my Henny straight, no lacin', no chasin', I can't catch it

 Get retarded when I'm on perculation, I can't help it

 I when this shit get thick I'm down to ride for my niggaz

 And if it came to the shit, I'm down to die for my niggaz

 You niggaz wanna test that?  Come get wit' us

 I hope your chest is where your vest at, when fuckin' wit' hard hitters

 What you don't know, you got riders, we got riders too

 Ready to bust, never leave they house, without they glock riders tool

 And we gon' ride

 

 Chorus: Lil Italy (2x)

 

 WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS! (until fade)