We Ride For Shady
Obie Trice • Cashis
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We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady (G)
Cashis know
Shady Records
The Dream Team
Sittin' in the back of the all gray Acura
Gun to the passenger for actin' tough
Got a will and a passion, harder than assassin
Pressin' on the draw down quick as fuck
Last move 'fore I give all street shit up
Put a nigga in the ground face down, feet up
This nigga here tried to cuff me for my re-up
When I went to his crib he called police up
Now you on the way to bein' paraplegic
For sendin' messages through bitches like you gon' see us
Shady, Cash King of the dope fiends plus
Can move a square mile by blocks and I'm creamed up
Take the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol
And use it as ammunition on the niggas that hit, fam
I go to war on the regular man
'Cause I'm part of the Dream Team, you a regular man
Far as rap I don't see no competitors and
You see things like me with my metal in hand
I'm a state case boy with a federal plan
And huntin' the beasts, beatin' the shit out skinheads
I'm the spirit of a G bringin' lyrics to the street
I'm Cashis, a real dope boy on the beat
Slumped in the seat, tucked clutchin' the heat
Basically, you niggas can't fuck with me
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady
Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady
Yeah, Trice is back on the Alchemyst track
With Cashis capitalizin' on this mic
In fact we fuckin' with the captain of rap
My nigga with the Nike cap
Keep the continuity quite exact
So all you cats into the second class act
With maturance the number uno aspect
As yet, who surpassed the driver
O tries the flow to die for and the death blow survive
I echo through your external vibe
With internal experiences I've acquired
I'm probably the most honest hip-hopper alive
A victim depictin' images from my own eyes
Never livin' through homes, why?
Homie got his own set of kahunas, stand up guy
It's Cashis, O-Try, rappers we blow by
This is as accurate as the masses would have it, no lie
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady
Y'all niggas ain't dope, y'all niggas ain't skilled
Y'all niggas ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I got lately
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady
Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady