• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• We Riders - Master P
• We Riders - TRU

[Master P]
The game of life did change
the old dope game is now called the rap game
in other words you can't trust nobody
money's the root of all evil
I can either be your best friend or your worst nightmare
(if you want me come get me how the fuck you gone take me
I got my true niggas with me and we riders)(2X)
Hit the road with motherfuckin casket closed
young nigga fourteen doing death row
look in the eyes of some killers drug dealers
from the projects young niggas
pulling hits in the ghetto to make change
that cop nigga blasting on other game
young villians in the ghetto starving
henicy and green with a young nigga balling
pull the plug if they shot me
just die every nigga and bitch that tried to stop me
just a young nigga tryin make skrilla
learnin double it up with the killas and the drug dealers
(Ugggggggggh)
(if you want me come get me how the fuck you gone take me
I got my true niggas with me and we riders)(2X)
its hard times on the blocks in the projects
call my girl up in time to flip a county check
I got cocaine weed and enphadamine
Pac said P keep your eyes on your enemies
I ain't trusting no nigga or no bitch
that's the recipe in the hood nigga to get rich
thugs keep their gats right beside them
true niggas keep their gats cuz we riders
hold the gauge motherfucker while I blow his head
hit the horn motherfucker two niggas dead
R.I.P. tatoos weed and henicy
blow dust to the motherfucking enemies
(if you want me come get me how the fuck you gone take me
I got my true niggas with me and we riders)(2X)
In school with pencils pass and books
in the ghetto with in Tex in killers and crooks
I done seen bloodshed over blood money
I done niggas kill over drug money
got the game from some OG ballin
down here 3rd world cali or new orleans
I won't change till they bury me a paid nigga
I won't change cuz P is a made nigga
I got killers and dealers on my side
I got homies and jackals ready to ride
got the game in my vein cuz I'm bout this
how many niggas out there really doubt this
(if you want me come get me how the fuck you gone take me
I got my true niggas with me and we riders)(2X)
[Mac]
camaflauge and all that murder murder kill kill and shit
bad nigga from the bricks blood on my kicks
seen it all in the project halls and the street corners
never choked even when those folks ran up on us
solider rag sag on my eye no lie
fuck with me for sure die no lie
how many niggas follow my lead the envious swallow my feed
laying niggas down (lay em down nigga) like apollo creed if need
got my game from that nigga versal keep your enemies close
shoot first and show the fakers no mercy
never dance with them youngsters
in your life nigga you don't wanna live amongst us
we ain't right I was born in it y'all niggas was sworn in it
fuck around get your whole click tormented
bullet proof vest cover my chest
so you best aim for my brain if you try to put me to rest (we riders)
(if you want me come get me how the fuck you gone take me

[Chorus]
We riders, i'm a rider, i'm a rider, i'm a rider, i'm a rider
We riders, i'm a rider, i'm a rider, i'm a rider, i'm a rider
We riders, i'm a rider, i'm a rider, i'm a motherfuckin' rider
[C-Murder]
Any time dumpin' them fools
You see a motherfuckin' killer with No Limit tattoos
And when the smoke clear I know my job complete
And everyday I see dumb niggas die in the street
Run for cover if you soft, don't want no power
I'm a show guillotine in your picture and your mama gon' miss you nigga
You and your kids and your wife take your life
With a knife, it ain't right, but uh, the money was tight
Am I to aggressive nigga, it's hard to survive
And stay alive make you feel like a bitch inside
But if feel froggy jump, and watch me react and attack
And leave you layin' on your motherfuckin' back
Cause ain't no playin' in the game of life, the game of hustle
Where them niggas pack heat, fuck them niggas with muscle
Where the skinny niggas with the triggers sittin' on top of the mound
Runnin' fools clean out of town nigga
[Chorus]
[C-Murder]
Gettin' high hittin' the ???
And runnin' from the law, damn niggas 'll talk
To many bitches sweatin' me so i'm fuckin' 'em all
Lace the weed and them hoes be takin' it all
Take 'em down like I just touchdown from ???
Just some bitch shit, it just be sweatin' my click
50 million so, still countin', still sittin' on top
You niggas only wish what I got
Fuck a bed, fuck a house nigga
Fuck you and the watch
I'm thugged out, I be clutchin' my Glock
With more than 5 reasons for you to call me a nerd
Cause infra red held lead come straight to your head
And then you dead nigga what's up now what's up now bitch
Nigga show me you made the wrong move
You lose, bye bye, just die, don't cry, when I get high
[Chorus]
[C-Murder]
You bitch, I told you motherfuckers
No Limit Soldiers never drop we always on top motherfucker