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4th Avenue Jones - I Ride lyrics
Chorus
 I ride for these niggaz
 I die for these niggaz
 6,000 miles away
 im takin fire with these niggaz so
 yall wanna fuck around
 we can fuck around to
 don't getm round 1
 fuckem gettem round 2
 everybody's targets now
 don't make us have to target you
 fallen saoldiers live forever
 we'll never remember you
 V1
 Look here,
 this is for them soldiers
 that's not gon make it home
 so we go red in yall memory
 shootem dead in yall memory
 engage em point blank in they face
 in yall memory
 cause for we leave best believe
 these iraq's will remember me
 cause we are not fuckin around here
 we don't get much sleep
 when we on the block all night
 exchanging bullets for peace
 and once we start pullin these triggers
 we don't stop
 till the whole block leaks
 till its not a live body in the streets
 somebody should a toldem
 soldiers don't know how to die easy
 and we are fittin to get you back
 for them families that's now grieving
 so it el be a whole lot a fuckers
 in return that stop breathin
 they should a laid down
 we wouldn't a had to killem when we seeum
 but they don't learn so quick
 so we keep havin to teachem
 that the hungrier they get4th Avenue Jones - I Ride - http://motolyrics.com/4th-avenue-jones/i-ride-lyrics.html
 the more death we gon feedem
 until its over we aint got no problem
 with more bodies
 that's just how we get down
 for them soldiers that served proudly
chorus
v2
 they trying to see my body in the streets partner
 but that's not happenin
 so for every bullet in my direction
 im throwin 30 back at em
 and when the crew serves start poppin off
 its no more questions
 these fuckers is meetin allah
 in a matter of seconds fuckem
 losin my patience
 maybe I've been here too long
 but yall is fittin to pay me back
 for those soldiers not goin home
 seen too many of us wounded
 I wont be the next one
 So the only Arabic im speakins
 Getting spoke thru this gun
 Yall don't understand nothing else
 And yall aint tryng to talk neither
 You trying to win
 And you only score when a soldier stops breathin
 Only rules out this mofucker
 Don't get caught sleepin
 And when somethins poppin of
 Them triggers you got squeezem
 Cause they wanna see me gone
 But I am not leavin
 And at times
 I exercise this finger for no reason
 Keep these other mofuckers bleedin
 Rather them than me
 And god willing you fuckers
 Gon meetem before me
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