Handz Down

Текст песни Young Noble - Handz Down

I Ride U Ride Lyrics[Intro: Young Noble]
Uhh...
Young Nobe how you do that shit? (How you do that shit?)
(I'ma show you how)
I'ma show you how nigga!

[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Uhh...
We live for the rush, cock it and bust, who askin' for us?
Who giving a fuck? Down on yo luck hand me down chucks
Come around and get stucked (Stucked)
Bitch what? Sittin' ducks lift the cuffs
Hit 'em up you gon' blitz and drop
Aye yo they got me peepin' the whole scene my chrome clean
Hold it in my jeans all in a dream, fiends get beat like Rodney King
Brand new T.V won't cost a thing (Nah)
I tuck mine unda' here won't floss a thing
Yo you niggas bad dope sad and broke I laugh and joke with my folks
Have a toast with my folks cause shit get hard
You only got two choices better listen to God
Piss in the yard I'm a dog tryna cleanse the block
My man needed a hand so I lent a shot
Snitch a cop, who you think I'm talkin to nigga?
We got souljahs with no problems talkin to nigga
Darker the nigga vision dearly departin' a nigga
Homie life is what you make it you can take it or leave it
Break it or beat it now how you gon' taste it and eat it
Let's make it a secret and play it to keep it
Vegas on a weekend ride heated cause his niggz is creepin
My range is decent hidden by a longshot
Niggas in the game sad it's over when the Lawz drop
You ain't neva lied niggas neva tried to harm us (Nah!)
We like piranhas in this world of drama respect the karma
[Chorus: Young Noble]
I ride, you ride
Nigga we all ride
I'm high, you high
Nigga we all high
I try, you try
Nigga we all try
On the grind everyday tryna race time
I ride, you ride
Nigga we all ride
I'm high, you high
Nigga we all high
I try, you try
Nigga we all try
On the grind everyday tryna race time

[Verse 2: Young Noble]
Lit up a dust, kick up some dust, leave it to us
Everything ain't even enough to even us up
Leavin 'em slump I'm lyrically seekin' to crush
Now you bleedin' for what? High speedin' for what?
Eatin 'em up we swingin' the cut
Do our thing and what? Hell nah you can't swing wit us
I rock this with strategist and polished this
Obviously holy M.C. N.O.B.L.E
But don't get it fucked up cause I'll cock the four
The greatest rapper who ever lived was Pac Shakur
Y'all niggas got to be out cha mind
This shit wouldn't be going on if the Don was alive
But now it's our time and we gon' shed some light
How come somethin' so wrong feel oh so right
It's like my days is my nights and my pain come to life
And the change is the price for the rage in my heart
On the stage in the dark tryna find my way
Ain't no time to play either rise or lay
[Chorus: Young Noble]
I ride, you ride
Nigga we all ride
I'm high, you high
Nigga we all high
I try, you try
Nigga we all try
On the grind everyday tryna race time
I ride, you ride
Homie we all ride
I'm high, you high
Homie we all high (Try)
I try, you try
Homie we all try
On the grind everyday tryna race time
I ride, you ride
Soldier we all ride
I'm high, you high
Soldier we all high
I try, you try
Soldier we all try
On the grind everyday tryna race time
I ride, you ride
Killa' we all ride
I'm high, you high
Killa' we all high
I try, you try
KIlla' we all try
On the grind everyday tryna race time
[Outro: Young Noble]
Tryna race time, we in a race for our lives
Uhh... this goes out to all the locked up soldiers
Tryna race time (Uhh)
Hold it down
Outlaw
Uh
Go back yo