When Them Killaz Call Lyrics

When Them Killaz Call lyrics

f/ C-Murder



- opening interlude: C-Murder, (Crooked Eye)



{*phone rings*

Hello, hello

Yo, Crook (Sup?)

(What's up nigga?)

Bavgate nigga, I need ya

(What's happenin' nigga?)

There's war on my team, you heard me?

Come ride wit' me nigga, these muthafuckaz playin' wit' us, dog

(Where they at nigga?)

Fuck all that dumb shit nigga

(Man where they at?)

You gon' ride wit' me or what?

(Man you know this nigga)



Bavgate:

Writin' letters from my jail cell

I'm gettin' pictures in my mail, 

I'm burnin' fools like the flames in hell

Dear God, please forgive me for my sins

I'm tryin' to have my own, 

although he know it's hard for his ghetto kids

I'm gettin' luchie every day before the shift change (shift change)

After the prison got me trapped up in the street game

My bullet holes turned you boy into a scytso

When my real niggaz call, I'ma roll

Still somikn' my weed, fillin' my drink I'm the king of the O

Ready to die for the Tank nigga

So, pick up your phone and dial, I'm your muthafuckin' thug pal

When them muthafuckin' killaz call



Chorus: Crooked Eye (C-Murder) 4x

(When the killaz call)

Would you ride, would you die for me

(Come runnin' when them killaz call)

With my back agoinst the wall and them killaz come call for me



C-Murder (Crokked Eye):

When them killaz call they always seem to call me first

Cause I'm know, for puttin' niggaz up in the black hurse

Strech limos in the convo with the lights on

And at the grave pourin' liquor on your tombstone

Ready to ride at the drop of a dime and tote 9's

Concealed weapons on my muthafuckin' wasteline

My beeper beep 187 so I know it's real

My niggaz love me for my muthafuckin' murder skills

I dressed in black, in a 'Lac, woth two Macks, and it's a pity

'Bout to turn your whjole set, into chopper city

I bring the drama like you spit on my momma

You can't hide when I ride nigga, cause I'ma find ya

(Now tell me)



Chorus: Crooked Eye (C-Murder) 4x



Crooked Eye:

Would you ride for me, step in front a bullet, if it fly for me

Lie for me, buck the world, nigga die for me

I'm livin' fast, so any day could be my last

I'm a soldier, runnin' from the rollers, huh

I'm ghetto livin', tryin' to survive escapin' prison

Bein' a hawk in heaven, paper was my only mission

So if I fall, promise you gon' murder 'em all

Pour some liqour for your nigga, 

spray my name on the wall (On the wall)

To all the soldiers, I ask would you ride for me

When my back's against the wall and them killaz come call for me

See every nigga with a pistol ain't gon' pull it

And every nigga that say they down ain't gon' step, in front no bullet

Now tell me nigga...



Chorus: Crooked Eye (C-Murder) 4x



Would you ride?

Would you ride?