This is how we ride Not knowin if we'll live or die Catch me rollin with my motherfuckin guns on the side In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild til they all die
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail Gettin world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin
This is how we ride Not knowin if we'll live or die Catch me rollin with my motherfuckin guns on the side In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild til they all die