Jay-Z Ride or Die Lyrics

I'm rollin with Roc-a-Fella man
Cause they got money man, heh heh

[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, 'Hovah
Yeah, Stevie J n____
Y'all ready? Yo, yo

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
n____ ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 3X)

Verse One: Jay-Z

Aiyyo f___ y'all, n____z I crush y'all, rush y'all
with the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all
little m_________ers ain't ready for war
I seen your team in a Chrysler before, but I forgot?
The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style
Y'all n____z is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I
much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that
this n____ ready for war, well where that fool at?
I bruise wack rap n____z severely punish them
Especially those that get f___ed for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the weakest n____ out the crew
I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see the respect I get everytime I come through
Check your own videos, you'll always be number two
n____z talkin real greasy on them R&B records
but I'm platinum a million times n____, check the credits
S. Carter, ghost writer, and for the right price
I can even make YO' s___ tighter
I roast n____z like ya, smoke n____z like ya
Take your little jewels and put the toast to n____z like ya
You know what the f___ we do and why we done it
How I bring it to n____z who, probably want it
Keep playin, you gon' find me in your lobby blunted
And I don't even smoke n____, ain't no joke
n____z cat fightin with Jigga, kickin sneaky s___
Makin little tapes but keepin it secret
Cause I kick that deep s___ that divide your peeps s___
Now I don't know if you f___in with Jigga
spittin that weak s___ y'all

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
n____ ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 2X)

Yeah, yeah
n____z don't want it with Jig, cause somethin got to give
I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live
Jigga's the Don, b____es scream "Jigga dandy,
d___ is the bomb, about as thick as a arm"
Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm
b____ I'm tryin to tell you like Nichalous Bond
I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that?
Cars, jewelry, homes, I did that
Oh's, shootouts, keys, I live that
Actresses, models, chickenheads, hit that
I get stacks and still I kick back
and run up on n____z with the midac, where the s___ at?

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
n____ ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 2X)

Time to seperate
the platinum from the white gold, right from the door
The real from the fake, ready rock from the raw
The boss from the runners, cats who ride d___
from the cats with the numbers, the five from the six
I got cop n crash money, pop the dash money
Press the b___on, alluva sudden, glock in the stash money
Beef with Jigga, watch yo' a__ Money
It's El Presidente, top brass money
Now I don't flash the steel, I blast for real
My motto: you only good as the last n____ you kill
I'm here to s_____ this meal, n____ that's for real
If you rollin with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh?

How many y'all wanna ride tonight (ride tonight)
How many y'all down to die tonight (die tonight)
How many y'all wanna ride tonight
n____ ride or die or ride or die
(repeat 4X)

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