[Hook]
How many ni**az, wanna ride tonight
F**k with me, it`ll be a homicide tonight
I`ma make me a motherf**ker, slide tonight
And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out tonight

[Z-Ro]
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind
Now it`s 2000 and 3, and ain`t a thang changed
I`m still fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains hang
Ni**a this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my ni**a
F**k over us, and you`ll be looking for your life my ni**a
I garuntee, that you will lose it
(cause I`m a motherf**king fool with my hand tool, and I`m not afraid to use it)
Cause everyday, a ni**a be busting for fun
When I be clutching my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talking down on the compound, what they smoking on
Mo City inner-circle, will leave a bitch with broken bones
United together, forever
As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, I`ma brandish my Baretta
So one mo` kill one mo` murder, one mo` homicide
Challenge my authority, and I`ma show you how to ride

[Hook]

[Z-Ro]
Mo City motherf**ker, run and hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leaving no remainders, I display myself
And put my mask on up in my glass house, like a receiver on my cash route
Until I`m paid, living in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need, and seek forgiveness of the Lord
Can I get a blessing, ni**az is stressing me out
But when I open fire, seem like they be helping me out
And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still bumping
Clear the parking lot, ain`t nobody left but I`m still dumping
(automatic twin bitches, out the window
Cause I be tripping on that cousin, and that endo)
In a world of my own my ni**a, I`m a G in these streets
And if you looking for me bitch, I`ma be in these streets
It ain`t no hiding from the shadow of death, it`s do or die
Go to war with a killa, and I`ma show you how to ride

[Hook]

[Z-Ro]
I`ma show you motherf**kers, how to ride
Let a motherf**ker disrespect me, I`ma show a motherf**ker how to slide
(hoping some of that, cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I`m able to use it)
Shoot first, and never ask questions later on
This life I`m living, one day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory f**king with me, plus I`m thugging to the finish line
F**k what they going through, they gon give me mine
A ton and a half, of leave me alone
Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me alone
Where the real ni**az at, where the real ni**az at
Cause these coward motherf**kers, got me watching my back
And everytime, I woop a ni**a`s ass
I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don`t be a victim when a bitch ni**a blast
I`m on my P`s and Q`s, at all times
Come and see me motherf**ker, I`ma show you how to ride

[Hook]

(*talking*)
How many ni**az wanna ride tonight, f**king with Z-Ro
It`s fa sho, to be a homicide tonight
I be damned, if I let a motherf**ker get out of line with me
And I don`t pull his co-tail, f**k around and slap the s**t out a motherf**ker
Bitch you better back-back, give me fifty
Mo` than fifty feet though, bitch you better give me fifty mo`f**king kilometers
Give me fifty miles mo`f**ker, you don`t wanna be around me man
When my face frown up, cause your bitch ass`ll be face up from the ground up
Feel me R.I.P., rest in peace hoe ass ni**az