Ryder Music - 50 Cent (50美分)

Yeah yeah we can ride to this

Just lay back and cruise

Here's a taste of my life it's bitter and sweet

I pour my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat

I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street

Put my Teflon on and roll with my heat

I keep my circle nice and small I don't f**k with these clown niggas

In the race for the cheese I run laps around niggas

Soon as I step on stage the crowd applauds

Sooner as my sneaker wear in stores Reebok stock soared

I ain't gotta say I'm a boss niggas could tell

A East coast crib the size of a small hotel

The sh*t journalists write about me leave me confused

Have me feelin like the heavyweight champ when he lose

I read somewhere I'm homophobic - sheeit

Go through the hood there's mad niggas on my dick

Now we can get hostile or we can do this smooth

TNT around I can still make blow move

This is what you call rider music

All the gangsters are ridin to it - c'mon let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that rider music - let's go let's go

This is what you call rider music

All the gangsters are ridin to it - c'mon let's roll

I can show you how we do it

When we ride to that rider music - let's go let's go

Last year I woke up with good luck damn it feels good

On the low I done f**ked like half of Hollywood

Had yo' favorite actress from yo' favorite shows

In my favorite position you know how it goes

And my Bentley bumpin' Prince sh*t this is"When Doves Cry"

This is what it sounds like when hollow-tip slugs fly

Homey this is somethin you can ride and smoke to

Stay on point cause niggas will ride and smoke you

Jealousy's for women but some niggas is b**ch made

They make you wanna run across they head with a switchblade

They point the finger at me sayin I'm bugged

My flow's crack you listen Your f**kin brain's on ***

Look ice drippin on my neck hands grippin on a tec

Fool trippin threw a set you can get yo' a** wet

Cards messin up my deck screws loose show respect

You try to come at me kid yo' a** better come correct This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin to it - c'mon let's roll

I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music - let's go let's go My momma gave birth to a winner I gotta win

Pray the Lord forgive me for my sins (uh-huh) I'm still thuggin

Cruisin rims gleamin like the stones on my wrist

Zonin guess this is how it feels to be rich

Homey you hustlin backwards if you chasin a b**ch

Stupid - chase the paper they come with the sh*t

I'm fallin in love with success

Entrepeneur conniseur I maneuver the best

Rollin Ruger on my lap rubber grip on the handle

Stunner have your homies burnin rest in peace candles

As wise men speak I listen and learn

A man dies a baby's born my ni**a the world turns

Rappers I make 'em sick when I say I'm the sh*t

They mistake my confidence for arrogance they hate on the kid

In 99 I had a vision and made a decision

Bein broke is against my religion now I'm caked up - what

This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin to it - c'mon let's roll I can show you how we do itWhen we ride to that rider music - let's go let's go