Ride with You
50 Cent feat. Joe Lyrics

Don't wanna talk to you
I refuse to engage in conversation with you

Don't know you
I don't have any acquaintance with you

Don't know how you know my name
I'm unsure about how you learned my identity

I got a reputation of police chasing
I'm known for being pursued by the police

You a bitch; I let it bang
I regard you as weak, but I have no problem resorting to violence against you

Nigga, you keep talkin'; I keep walkin'
If you continue to speak, I will ignore you and move away

Fuck around 'til the heat talkin'
If you persist, I'll use firearms to silence you

Then it's your coffin
If you push it too far, you'll end up dead

I don't fuck with you; you don't fuck with me (nah)
I don't have any relationship with you, and nor do I want to

Nigga, talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah)
I'm not interested in idle chitchat

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch
I prefer taking offensive action rather than engaging in small talk

I don't fuck with you, and you know it, show it
You're aware that I don't like you, so don't bother trying to change my mind

4-deep whip, stolen, rollin'
I'm driving a stolen car packed with four people

Fo'-five, I tote it, blow it
I carry and use a .45-caliber firearm

Leave your head split open, swollen
I'll shoot you in the head, causing severe injury or death

Now it's all in your noggin, poppin'
You'll be traumatized forever due to my actions

Deuce, deuce in my pocket, rockin'
I also carry a .22-caliber gun as a backup

Break it down, rock it, chop it, if the feds come knockin'
If law enforcement comes knocking, I'll dismantle my drug operation

Drop it, Man they plottin' on my drug house
I suspect the police are planning a raid on my drug den

Man, I hope they don't run in before I run out (fium!)
I pray that I can leave my hideout safely before the authorities arrive

I'm runnin' out, I don't know who to trust now
I'm running out of allies, and I'm not sure who to rely on anymore

No dap, hugs, or "what's ups" now
I don't give or expect any friendly greetings or physical contacts from anyone

I don't fuck around with the fuck arounds
I steer clear of people who mess with me or are unpredictable

You see me here, get the fuck from 'round me
If you see me in this area, leave me alone

I don't talk, texts
I don't engage in phone conversations or text messages

I don't off bets
I don't take part in gambling activities

I don't fuck with niggas ain't from the set
I only associate with people from my neighborhood or gang

I'm from the projects
I come from a low-income housing area

Surprised you ain't got robbed yet
I'm amazed that you haven't been mugged already

I really don't do no conversatin', no call waitin'
I don't like wasting time talking on the phone

I know ya'll hatin'; I'm cool with it
I'm aware that some people envy me, but I don't care

On probation with no patience
I'm currently under probation but don't have much tolerance for it

I hop out and act a fool with it
I get out of my car and display my reckless behavior

Fuck who did it
I don't care who did something naughty or wrong

If you with it, then you get it
I'll attack anyone who sides with my enemies or disrespects me

Two to your fitted
I'll shoot you in the head while you're wearing a baseball cap

I don't fuck with none of ya'll anyway
I don't have any emotional or social attachment to anyone around me

Your funeral could be any day
You might die very soon due to engaging with me and other gang members

Ever since I said send the Yay'
Since I gave the order to supply drugs

You fuck niggas been' in the way
You and your cohorts are obstructing my illegal business

I'm just doin' what 50 say
I'm acting upon the orders or philosophy of 50 Cent

Puttin' a hundred rounds in the K
I'll shoot one hundred bullets from my AK-47-style rifle

Buck
I'm ready to shoot

My four-five, I grip it, grip it
I hold my .45-caliber handgun tightly

Work chef, and I'll whip it, whip it
I can cook and process drugs very efficiently

Four days, and I'll flip it, flip it
In four days, I'll turn drugs into profits twice

Front off a meal ticket, ticket
Selling drugs is a lucrative source of income for me

Hoes wanna come kick it, kick it
Women are attracted to me and want to spend time with me

Heard a nigga will trick it, pick it
Some men try to deceive or steal drugs from me

Up after we throw it, throw it
After we sell drugs, we make a profit

Big money, we blow it
We spend a lot of money without hesitation

That gangsta shit, we did it, get it
We embrace and embody the thug lifestyle

Still do; we ain't new to it
We're still living and breathing this kind of life, and we're used to it

Boy, I ain't never gon' tell on me
I will never snitch on myself or my fellow gang members

You bitch nigga, bet you do
You're cowardly and may rat me out

You talk a lot
You're very chatty

Niggas around here don't say much
People in this area are not very talkative

Niggas around here don't play much
People in this area don't take much leisure time

Soon as shit pop, they blame us
If anything illegal or violent occurs, everyone accuses us right away

'Cause the money ain't never go'n' change us
We won't alter our behavior no matter how much money we make

A lot of gun talk in the streets
People often boast about their weapons in this neighborhood

But real recognize real beef
Genuine gangsters know and cause real trouble

And real soldiers get the mission accomplished
Brave gang members successfully fulfill their criminal goals

Never slippin', steady grippin', killin' for nonsense
We never lower our guard, always carry guns, and kill recklessly

Sideline hatin', backbitin haters
Jealous people criticize us unfairly from the sidelines

Catch you in your car like them red-light cameras
We can find you wherever you are, even in your vehicle

Green light, what?
We're asking our allies if they're ready to attack our enemies

Green light, woo
We've received confirmation that we can move ahead with our plan

My money cause a fuckin' Holocaust
The destruction and violence I create with my wealth is catastrophic

I green-light you
I give you permission to be attacked or killed by me or my gang members

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch
I'd rather shoot at someone than engage in small talk with them

I don't fuck with you; you don't fuck with me (nah)
I have no relationship or interest in engaging with you whatsoever

Nigga, talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah)
I don't enjoy making frivolous conversation

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch
I have an inclination to use violence rather than engage in boring conversation

I don't fuck with you; you don't fuck with me (nah)
I avoid interacting with you, and I expect the same from you

Nigga, talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah)
I'm not inclined to chat with you

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch
I'd rather start shooting at someone than engage in small talk with them