Ride or Die
| Title | Ride or Die |
|---|---|
| Artist | JAY-Z |
| Album | Vol. 2… Hard Knock Life |
| Release Date | 1998-09-29 |
| Description | Jay-Z use this song to say, “Don’t fuck with me”. Jay gives you two options; either you ride with him or you die. |
| Lyrics | [Intro: Stevie J] I'm rolling with Roc-A-Fella, man 'Cause they got money, man, haha [Break: Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh-huh uh UH, uh-huh, Hova Yeah, Stevie J, nigga Y'all ready? Yo, yo [Chorus: Jay-Z] 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Ayo fuck y'all, niggas I crush y'all, rush y'all With the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all Little motherfuckers ain't ready for war I seen your team in a crisis before, thought I forgot? The same rules apply, don't try to switch up your style Y'all niggas is pumpkin pie, and that's plain as I Much better than you cat, shocked when I got the news that This nigga ready for war, well where that fool at? I bruise wack rap niggas severely punish them Especially those that get fucked for they publishing, heh Always gotta be the weakest nigga out the crew I probably make more money off yo' album, than you You see the respect I get every time I come through Check your own videos, you'll always be number two Niggas talking real greasy on them R&B records Well I'm Platinum a million times nigga, check the credits S. Carter, ghostwriter, and for the right price I can even make YO' shit tighter I roast niggas like ya, smoke niggas like ya Take your little jewels and put the toast to niggas like ya You know what the fuck we do and why we done it How I bring it to niggas who, probably want it Keep playing, you gone find me in your lobby blunted And I don't even smoke nigga, ain't no joke Niggas cat fighting with Jigga, kicking sneaky shit Making little tapes but keeping it secret 'Cause I kick that deep shit that divide your peeps shit Now I don't know if you fucking with Jigga Spitting that weak shit, dog You might also like[Chorus: Jay-Z] 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah Niggas don't want it with Jig, 'cause something’s got to give I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live Jigga's the Don, bitches scream "Jigga damn the Dick is the bomb, about as thick as an arm" Mr. Exxon, gas 'em with the wit and the charm Bitch, I'm trying to tell you like Nicholas Barnes I'm a big cat, listen mami, can you dig that? Cars, jewelry, homes, I did that O's, shootouts, keys, I live that Actresses, models, chicken heads, hit that I get stacks and still I kick back And run up on niggas with the m-id-ac, where the shit at? [Chorus: Jay-Z] 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Time to separate 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 dick From the cats with the numbers, the five from the six I got cop ‘n crash money, pop the dash money Press the button, all of sudden, Glock in the stash money Beef with Jigga, watch yo' ass 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 nigga you kill I'm here to snatch this mil, nigga that's for real If you rolling with me grab the wheel, let's ride huh? [Chorus: Jay-Z] 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die 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 Nigga ride or die or ride or die |