We Ride For Shady
Obie Trice Lyrics


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We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady, Shady (yeah)
Ca$his know
Shady Records, the dream team, uh

Sittin' in the back of the, all-gray Acura (yeah)
Gun to the passenger for actin' tough (tough)
Got a wheel in the passin', heart of an assassin
Plus I'm on the draw down, quick as fuck (fuck)
Last move 'fore I give all street shit up (yeah)
Put a nigga in the ground face down, feet up
This nigga here tried to cuff me for my re-up
When I went to his crib he called police up (yeah)
Now you on the way to bein' paraplegic (uh)
For sendin' messages through bitches like you go see us (ha)
Shady, Ca$h king of the dope fiends plus (yeah)
Give 'em a square mile by blocks 'til I'm creamed up (get it)
Took the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol (uh)
And use it, ammunition on the niggas they hit (get 'em)
Damn, I go to war on the regular man
'Cause I'm part of the dream team, you a regular man
Far as rap I don't see no competitors and (uh)
You see things like me, with my medal in hand (yeah)
I'm a state case boy with a federal plan
A hundred in beats, beatin' the shit out skinheads (yeah)
I'm the spirit of a G bringin' lyrics of the street
I'm Ca$his, a real dope boy on the beat (beat)
Slumped in the seat, tucked, clutchin' the heat
Basically, you niggas can't fuck with me, ha

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady, yeah
Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy (nigga)
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately (lately)
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady

Yeah, Trice is back on the Alche' track
With Ca$his, capitalizin' on this mic in fact
We fuckin' with the captain of rap
My nigga with the Nike cap keep the continuity quite exact
So lure your cats into the second classic
We're mature as the number uno aspect, as yet
Who surpassed the driver?
O tries to flow to die for and the death blow survive (woo)
I echo through your external vibe
With internal experiences I've acquired (uh)
I'm probably the most honest hip-hopper alive
A victim depictin' images from my own eyes (yeah)
Never livin' through homes, why?
Homie got his own set of cajones, stand up guy (uh)
It's Ca$his, O. Tri', rappers we blow by
This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie (nigga)

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady (Shady)
Y'all niggas ain't dope, y'all niggas ain't skill
Y'all niggas ain't crazy (crazy)
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I got lately (nigga)
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady (for Shady)

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady (Shady)
Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy (crazy)
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately (lately)
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady





(Alchemist)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Obie Trice / Cashis's song "We Ride for Shady" depict the loyalty and dedication that the artists have for their label, Shady Records. They run the rap game and hold a fo'-five on their hips, ready to ride for Shady at any moment. Ca$his describes a violent encounter with a man who betrayed him in the drug trade, leading to his desire to seek revenge with his heart of an assassin. He proclaims himself as the "king of the dope fiends," and brags about his ability to out-rap any competitor.


Obie Trice joins in on the second verse, rapping about his partnership with Ca$his and their musical collaboration with the "captain of rap." He discusses his honest and authentic approach to hip-hop and the importance of standing up for oneself, displaying his own set of cajones. Both artists come together to declare their superiority as rappers and their unwavering support for Shady Records.


Overall, the lyrics in "We Ride for Shady" emphasize loyalty, determination, and a relentless pursuit of success in the rap industry.


Line by Line Meaning

We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip
We're in charge here, carrying guns for protection


Been ridin' for Shady, Shady
We've been loyal to Shady Records for a long time


Sittin' in the back of the, all-gray Acura
I'm in the back seat of a gray Acura


Gun to the passenger for actin' tough
I'm threatening the passenger with a gun for being confrontational


Turn the wheel in the passin', heart of an assassin
I'm driving expertly and fearlessly, like an assassin


Plus I'm on the draw down, quick as fuck
I'm quick to pull out my gun in a dangerous situation


Last move 'fore I give all street shit up
I'm making my last move before I retire from street life


Put a nigga in the ground face down, feet up
I killed someone and buried them face down with their feet up


This nigga here tried to cuff me for my re-up
This guy tried to arrest me for my drug re-up


When I went to his crib he called police up
When I went to his house, he called the police on me


Now you on the way to bein' paraplegic
You're about to be paralyzed from the waist down due to my violent actions


For sendin' messages through bitches like you go see us
You made the mistake of sending messages through unreliable women who will lead me to you


Shady, Ca$h king of the dope fiends plus
We're Shady Records artists who rap about drug deals


Give 'em a square mile by blocks and I'm creamed up
I'm rich from selling drugs and own large amounts of territory


Took the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol
I removed a bullet from Obie Trice's head and used it as ammunition


And use it, ammunition on the niggaz they hit
I used the bullet to kill the people who shot Obie Trice


Damn, I go to war on the regular man
I'm always involved in violent conflicts


Cause I'm part of the dream team, you a regular man
I'm a respected member of the Shady Records team, while you're an ordinary person


Far as rap I don't see no competitors and
In terms of rapping, I don't see anyone as my equal


You see things like me, with my medal in hand
You understand what I'm going through, holding my gun


I'm a state case boy with a federal plan
I have legal troubles but I'm prepared to deal with them


A hundred in beats, beatin' the shit out skinheads
I'm making a lot of money from producing music and physically assaulting racists


I'm the spirit of a G bringin' lyrics of the street
I embody the spirit of a gangster and rap about street life


I'm Ca$his, a real dope boy on the beat (beat)
I'm Ca$his, a genuine drug dealer who also produces music


Slumped in the seat tucked clutchin' the heat
I'm sitting in the car, holding my gun close


Basically, you niggaz can't fuck with me, hah
In short, you guys don't want to mess with me


Y'all niggaz ain't hard, y'all niggaz ain't real
You guys aren't tough or authentic


Y'all niggaz ain't crazy
You guys aren't crazy enough to take on Shady Records


Bring it on if you want, you don't know
You can try to challenge us, but you don't understand the consequences


The homicides that I've done lately
I've recently killed people


Yeah, Trice is back on the Alche' track
Obie Trice is back rapping on an Alchemist-produced beat


With Ca$his, capitalizin' on this mic in fact
Ca$his and Obie Trice are making the most of their opportunity to rap well


We fuckin' with the captain of rap
We're collaborating with a top tier rapper


My nigga with the Nike cap keep the continuity quite exact
My friend with the Nike hat keeps the song flowing smoothly


So lure your cats into the second classic
We're making another great song to catch your attention


We're mature as the number uno aspect, as yet
We've grown as artists and are at the top of our game


Who's to pass the driver?
Who should be in charge of driving?


O tries to flow to die fo' and the death blow survive (woo!)
Obie Trice's flow is amazing and he's able to survive even the deadliest situations


I echo through your external vibe
My music will resonate with you deeply


With internal experiences I've acquired (uhh)
I'm drawing from personal experiences to write my raps


I'm probably the most honest hip-hopper alive
I'm very truthful in my lyrics, more so than other rappers


A victim depictin' images from my own eyes (yeah!)
I'm telling the story from my point of view


Never livin' through homes, why?
I never lived in a home due to personal circumstances


Homie got his own set of cajones, stand up guy
I'm a brave guy who stands up for himself


This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie
This is the best we can do for our fans, and it's true


Nigga!
A common exclamation in rap music, with no particular meaning here




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network
Written by: Alan Maman, Eric Peters, Malcolm Robert Heath, Obie Trice, Ramone Johnson, Robert Hunter

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Comments from YouTube:

@ChloefileFIN

This was dope as fuck back in 2006. This is dope as fuck still in 2022. I love Obie and Cashis is one of the most underrated rappers I know.

@spookyflite9651

listened to this before my wrestling matches back in 06-07

@lorddontay7565

Hell fuck yesss lmfaooo

@thehandleisuseless

Alchemist dropping that heat!

@jamalgordon8883

I listen this song in 2006 - 2008

@leifhorse8398

Best song awn the whole album ALALALALChemist

@lorddontay7565

Omg so many memories good times

@EnDependance123

Dats Tough...brings me back to 2006. Strait G shit

@thehealthytruth3046

Last TRUE Gangster album!!

@seanpierceii7125

One of the hardest songz ever

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