Let's Ride
8Ball Lyrics

You know sometimes you have to use a little composure
There are times when you need to remain calm and composed

Be playa about the situation but this is not the time nigga
Normally, it's good to be cool and laid-back, but now it's time for action

This is not the time nigga its time to ride its time to ride
It's time to take action, to hit the road

Sometimes you have to keep it calm play it low
In some circumstances, it's necessary to keep your cool and not create a scene

Bite your bottom lip to keep from clickin' on a hoe
Resist the urge to react aggressively to a woman trying to take advantage of you

In the streets what the fuck don't nobody play
Street life is unpredictable and dangerous, playing by the rules doesn't always work

From Memphis to the Bay niggas diein' all day
Violence is everywhere, and people are dying regularly

Over yea shipped with coke and candy cut up into bricks
Drugs are smuggled into the country and cut up into packages ready for sale

Bitches that be thick be settin' up them tricks
Curvaceous women are often used to lure men into dangerous situations

Gettin' licks rules don't apply to gettin' rich
Breaking the law is sometimes necessary to make a living

Start a business sell a ki pimp a bitch
Entrepreneurship can involve selling drugs or exploiting women for profit

Make that switch real niggas flip shit
Smart people adapt to changing circumstances to make the best of a situation

And farm the shit with a bad ass yellow bitch
Work hard with a beautiful woman by your side

Eight-Ball translation three and a half
The code for something, possibly drug-related

You not affiliated nigga if you have to ask
If you have to ask, you're not in the know, and you're not part of the inner circle

Rich kid a queens nigga a green nigga
A wealthy person from the Queens area is enviable by others

When I say green nigga all about his cream nigga
When I say green, I mean someone who is all about making money

I suggest invest in a tank and a vest
Protect yourself with armor, as violence is prevalent

'Cause me and all my niggas gone ride
Everyone is going to take action, hit the road

One time for my real niggas (let's ride)
A shoutout to the real niggas

Two times for the game its all in your brain
The game requires you to be smart and use your head to succeed

Man if I had a buck for everytime I've fucked up
I've made countless mistakes in the past

I would be the big willy nigga with my feet up
If I'd learned from those mistakes, I'd be a wealthy and successful man relaxing

But I'm in the field killin' for a meal
I'm out here hustling for a living, trying to survive

Around fake hoes talkin' about they keep it real
Surrounded by disloyal women who pretend to be genuine

Money murder all in my eyes real niggas ride and they don't ask why
Money and violence are everywhere, real niggas don't question what's necessary

Preacher man could you pray for me 'cause I'm about to sin
I'm going to do something immoral, I need absolution

My homicidal poetry killin' again and again
My violent lyrics are killing it in the music industry

T-Mix gave me the gun when he sat and made the track
T-Mix provided the instrumental (gun) used for the song

A mental picture forms when I fire up a batch
When I smoke weed, I become inspired and creative

Of sticky green love controllin' what I'm speakin'
Marijuana affects my speech and my ability to articulate my thoughts

Sprayin' niggas leavin' niggas layin' up leakin'
I'm lyrically taking out my competition

For weeks and weepin' from my grim reapin' realiwin'
My victims are experiencing the consequences of their actions

Mj wake 'em up from sleepin'
I'm waking up the game with my style and lyrics

I'm creepin' peepin' in your windows
I'm always watching, always lurking

Smokin' regular now you gonna leave us behind
We're smoking the best, and you can't keep up with us

We two steps ahead of the competition
We're always ahead of our rivals

We leave 'em wishin' upon the moon
Our success is making others envious

We here with T-Mix creatin' a boom to move the room
T-Mix and I are making great music that energizes the crowd

Its that pimp shit that hardcore shit that shit you run from
We make authentic, no-nonsense rap music that scares the weak

See I ain't got time for this superstlye shit I know where I come from
I don't have time for artificial gangster mannerisms, I know my roots

Ghetto hood ass nigga hard nine if you ever want to meet
I'm from the ghetto, and I'm a tough guy

Me in person I ain't hard to find
I'm not hiding, I'm easy to locate

Man if I had a buck for everytime I've fucked up
I've made countless mistakes in the past

I would be the big willy nigga with my feet up
If I'd learned from those mistakes, I'd be a wealthy and successful man relaxing

But I'm in the field killin' for a meal
I'm out here hustling for a living, trying to survive

Around fake hoes talkin' about they keep it real
Surrounded by disloyal women who pretend to be genuine

Money murder all in my eyes real niggas ride and they don't ask why
Money and violence are everywhere, real niggas don't question what's necessary