Riders

[C-Murder]Niggas (what?)Would you ride for the cause? (hell yeah!)Would you die for the cause? (fuckin right!)So how many niggas ready to die for me? (we riders!)My name manifest pain to my enemies Holla C-Murder and bring bitches to they kneesViolent killers ready for blood marches Convicted murderers with open drug chargesStrapped with semi autos and fo fo'sAnd nickle plated snub nose M11's and CalicosWe made niggas, raised in ghetto's and slumsTotin Egyptian AK's, hundred round dumsShoot first, and leave 'em standing in they shoesWe TRU niggas, bounded by blood and tatoosInfiltrating my click, fool it aint gon' happenUs niggas been gettin paid before we started rappingSituation getting sticky, call my dawgs on the phoneHere comes the brigade, aiming straight for ya domeAint No Limit to the motherfucking pain we inflictWe rowdy, many niggas in the TRU click[Chorus]We ridersNo Limit niggasWe riders We TRU niggasWe ridersWe real niggasWe ridersWe thug niggas (2X)How many niggas wanna ride and get paidI plan to sell a hundred million records before I'm deadGangstas make the world go roundBut TRU niggas make gangsta shit go downWe come in your set flip your dope and get richTake over your block and your spot with number one hitsMoney and power, ha, give me the worldCause after dollars no cents, only time will tellHa, I'm goin through somethangs, fool, so stop hatinYou live for weed and money, I live for greens and baconAnd I aint takin no shorts with my ghetto dI stick to plan B and keep my eyes on my enemiesAnd if you want some nigga come and get someWe ride bourbans and llacs when its time to attackSo throw 'em up if you a real soldierI'll make you say uhhhhh, I thought I told yaChorus 2X