Ride
Halleluyah Lyrics


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Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire
and all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated)
only the real can feel me (only the real)

Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers
still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)

stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
but picture me a third ward nigga ballin'
a house on the lake and one on the hill
imagine in a ferrari worth millions in dollar bills
if the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me
this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me
niggas gettin' paid started from the streets
if a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat
I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed

Chorus(2X)

I'm asking ya'll a question who makes these white laws
and all the taxes I pay why don't the government protect superstars
they couldn't save Biggie and what about Tupac
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy
I'm duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
nobody want to die young but everybody gotta go
so pass me the stress release 'cause even Bill Cliton smoke

Chorus(3X)

nigga we riders (riders) for every fucking one of us they take
we takin' a hundred of them
we gonna make some motherfuckin' statements too now
but you know what that we mortalizin' together and comin' together
and we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soldiers black power
'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we gone make 100 more
to multiply ya'll niggas multiply niggas like gremlins nigga
Warden make millions (nigga we don't make dope they make dope)
if all ya'll niggas talkin' to the feds tryin' to get a nigga locked up
then ya'll know a nigga that changed his whole attitude
changed his whole motherfuckin' game nigga we too motherfuckin' legit to quit
so ya'll read about that and ya'll motherfuckin' media
that want a nigga to war this rap wars and shit niggas don't kill niggas
the media kills niggas I feel your pain Suge Knight nigga Death Row Records
No Limit motherfuckin' records (could be anyone of us) niggas unite
They don't want niggas to make it out of the ghetto
take chances and opportunites to all ya'll fucking niggas out there
livin' like guppies ya'll know No Limit niggas we wet gyuppies up
(wet'em up) ya'll remember that this is from the motherfucking last dizon
now this is for all my No Limit soldiers from the south to the west
to the east to the motherfuckin' north let's ride niggas
real niggas don't die we multiply nigga gotta pack some heat 'cause
that's the only way he gone protect himself I don't give a fuck if I




just got off parole nigga I'm gonna protect me and mines nigga
you protect you and yours

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Ride" by Halleluyah/Master P/Tru is a hard-hitting, raw expression of the struggles of growing up in the ghetto and making something of yourself despite the odds. The song speaks of how even when you have "made it" out of the ghetto, the scars and pain of those experiences follow you. It is an anthem of black power and unity, urging everyone to come together and fight against the system that has oppressed them for centuries.


The first few lines speak of being a "ghetto millionaire" and how your enemies evaporate when you have money and power. This is a common occurrence in the black community, where people who were once your friends turn against you when you have made it out of the ghetto. The line "only the real can feel me" speaks to the fact that many people who have not grown up in the ghetto cannot understand the pain, trauma, and anger that comes with it.


The chorus is a call to arms, urging everyone to come together and fight for their rights. It speaks of the killers and dealers who are still "bout it bout it" and how the world is going to feel their power. The following verses talk about the struggles of living in the ghetto, the need to hustle and make money to survive, and the pain that comes with losing loved ones to violence and the prison system.


Overall, "Ride" is a powerful song that speaks to the struggles of the black community and the need for unity and black power. It calls for a revolution against the system that has oppressed them for centuries and urges everyone to come together, protect each other, and fight for their rights.


Line by Line Meaning

Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire
Imagine me as a millionaire who came from the ghetto


and all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated)
If all of my enemies disappeared, it would be like they never existed


only the real can feel me (only the real)
Only those who understand and respect my realness can relate to me


Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers
Let's go on a journey, this song is for those who kill and deal drugs


still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)
We're still hardcore and now the whole world will feel our impact


stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
Living in the ghetto is tough and I'm struggling to survive


but picture me a third ward nigga ballin'
Imagine me, a ghetto resident, enjoying the life of luxury


a house on the lake and one on the hill
I have multiple luxurious houses in different locations


imagine in a ferrari worth millions in dollar bills
Picture me driving a Ferrari worth millions of dollars


if the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me
If life in the ghetto won't change me, others won't be able to control me either


this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me
Women won't distract me, and everyone else will try to accuse me of things


niggas gettin' paid started from the streets
Those who are making money now started from the bottom


if a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat
If one doesn't work hard to make money, their family will suffer


I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
I surround myself with dangerous people who are willing to do whatever it takes to survive


tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed
We use guns and drugs to cope with the harsh realities of life in the ghetto


I'm asking ya'll a question who makes these white laws
I want to know who creates these laws that are often unfair to minorities


and all the taxes I pay why don't the government protect superstars
I pay a lot of taxes, so why don't the government provide more protection for celebrities?


they couldn't save Biggie and what about Tupac
The government couldn't protect famous rappers like Biggie and Tupac when they were murdered


my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
My brother was sent to jail with two guns, just like some of his criminal associates


this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy
I feel stuck in the ghetto, and the drug addicts here are driving me crazy


I'm duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
I'm trying to avoid the police and the harsh consequences of breaking the law


protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
I'm protected by my dangerous associates, and I enjoy smoking drugs


the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
There's a lot of violence and destruction in the ghetto


nobody want to die young but everybody gotta go
No one wants to die young, but death is inevitable for everyone


so pass me the stress release 'cause even Bill Cliton smoke
Pass me a way to relieve my stress, because even the president smokes


nigga we riders (riders) for every fucking one of us they take
We are tough and willing to ride for our people, and for every one of us they take down, we will retaliate a hundred times harder


we gonna make some motherfuckin' statements too now
We're going to send a message through our actions as well


but you know what that we mortalizin' together and comin' together
We'll stick together and support each other, even in the face of death


it ain't no game niggas soldiers black power
This is serious, we're soldiers fighting for black power


'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we gone make 100 more
We'll stick together until death, and for every one of us that is taken down, we will avenge them with a hundred more


to multiply ya'll niggas multiply niggas like gremlins nigga Warden make millions
We'll continue to multiply, just like gremlins, and the prison warden makes money off of our incarceration


(nigga we don't make dope they make dope)
We're not the ones creating drugs, the higher-ups are


if all ya'll niggas talkin' to the feds tryin' to get a nigga locked up
If any of you are speaking to the authorities in an effort to get someone arrested


then ya'll know a nigga that changed his whole attitude changed his whole motherfuckin' game
You all know someone who put on a facade and changed their entire lifestyle


nigga we too motherfuckin' legit to quit
We're too legit to give up or back down


so ya'll read about that and ya'll motherfuckin' media that want a nigga to war this rap wars and shit niggas don't kill niggas the media kills niggas
Take note of our stance against the media's promotion of rap wars and violence - we believe it's the media who is causing death and destruction


I feel your pain Suge Knight nigga Death Row Records
I sympathize with Suge Knight's struggles as the owner of Death Row Records


No Limit motherfuckin' records (could be anyone of us) niggas unite
No Limit Records, and any other record company, could face the same struggles - let's come together


They don't want niggas to make it out of the ghetto
People in power don't want ghetto residents to succeed and leave their situation


take chances and opportunites to all ya'll fucking niggas out there livin' like guppies
Take risks and seize opportunities, especially if you're living a stagnant life


ya'll know No Limit niggas we wet gyuppies up (wet'em up)
You know that No Limit soldiers are always ready for action and will defeat weaker opponents


this is from the motherfucking last dizon
This is one of the last messages from me


now this is for all my No Limit soldiers from the south to the west to the east to the motherfuckin' north
This message is for all of my soldiers, no matter where they might be located


let's ride niggas real niggas don't die we multiply
Let's go, real soldiers don't die, we continue to grow in numbers


nigga gotta pack some heat 'cause that's the only way he gone protect himself
We need to carry guns to protect ourselves, as that's the only way we can feel safe


I don't give a fuck if I just got off parole nigga I'm gonna protect me and mines nigga you protect you and yours
I don't care that I just got off parole, I'm still going to protect myself and my loved ones, and you should do the same




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: JEROLD ELLIS, DENZIL FOSTER, ANTHONY DOUGLAS GILMOUR, GARRICK HUSBANDS, JAY A KING, THOMAS MCELROY, THOMAS DERRICK MC ELROY

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@JontheBerean

He also told this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous and looked down on everyone else: “Two men went up to the temple complex to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. The Pharisee took his stand and was praying like this: ‘God, I thank You that I’m not like other people — greedy, unrighteous, adulterers, or even like this tax collector. I fast twice a week; I give a tenth of everything I get.’ “But the tax collector, standing far off, would not even raise his eyes to heaven but kept striking his chest and saying, ‘God, turn Your wrath from me — a sinner! ’ I tell you, this one went down to his house justified rather than the other; because everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, but the one who humbles himself will be exalted.”
Luke 18:9‭-‬14 HCSB
https://bible.com/bible/72/luk.18.9-14.HCSB

When you know that you have done wrong (and we all have), you will ask God for mercy like the tax collector did.
The people who look down on you , who think that they are "good people" , they are like the Pharasees.

God bless you and keep you
♥️✝️🙏



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Hallelujah......I was homeless, got into drugs, went into prisons, then i got to know Jesus, He changed my life.. Now i have a home, a wife, a lovely daughter and a new identity... A child of God..

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Praise God

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Hallelujah

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