Ride Or Run

Ride Or Run - Mia x/Big Ed/Steady Mobb'n

Bullets rain as we killers post it up and took aim

Sellin d**e

Low and high

Didn't notice he came

We was all strapped slippin

Didn't see he was there

By the time I realized

Bullets was hittin the air

Just then my n**ga whole neck got hit

Saw he dropped and I knew we was in some gangsta sh*t

He was professional

See my n**ga kept on his vest

Word was the killer was paid to put him to rest

Bustin rounds bustin back

Tryin' to empty the clip

Tryin to move fast to save him

I knew he was hit

Everybody at the scene who swore they was hard

Had a strap deemin to bust

Or squeeze out a far

Ten figure n**gas whippin gats and bezzles

Bavgate still ridin like a rebel

B**ches wasn't ready when the drama came

Or Bavgate down to die for the Mama mayn

I'm still heavy in the game

I'm the king of the Oak

It's still the same 'cause the rap game

Is like the d**e game

I'm smokin a taylor

Strapped down with my kaylor

I walked up and dumped on the haters

You suckas can't fade us

They mad 'cause we famous

Money didn't change us

Ghost town 7th ward

We armed and dangerous

I'm thugged out with one in the chamber

If you disrespect

No limit I'm a bang ya

Now tell me

N**ga would you ride or run

Would you crack under pressure when that drama come

Drama

Tell me would you live or die

When them choppers start to split and that hot sh*t fly

Drama

Now tell me

N**ga would you ride or run

Would you crack under pressure when that drama come

Drama

Tell me would you live or die

When them choppers start to split and that hot sh*t fly

Drama

Motherf**kers ain't never gotta ask if I ride or run

I'm Mia X

Alias biggest mama two guns

I done everything under the sun

Been through it

I'm tru to it

F**k who it gotta be

When the drama's goin down

And I'm slightly affiliated

B**ches gotta get eliminated off top

When pressure drops I remain a hard knock

B**ch from off the block where everybody got

They sh*t cocked

I rock that icy sh*t and roll with cut throats

Ghetto wise guys

Billy Bav and Crooked Eyes

Got to be a sad song blastin sh*t

For that

No limit click mama smashin sh*t

When drama came she sat beside me

So I said f**k it

Whispered murder murder in my ear

So I jumped in the bucket

Drama had a street sweeper

And choppers and split em

Then she passed me them things and said let's get em

Uh oh

Ohhh

Is all you hear n**ga before I click clackin

Drama passed me the A R with the full metal jacket

Kick the door off the brackets

Drama took me in

N**gas know when I'm comin' they see my dogs

And bin

Drama taught me how to kill a n**ga with fear

B**ch n**gas shouldn't be here

Uh oh ohhh

Soldiers at war get the gats and bust

Big Ed brought the drama and in drama I trust

Now tell me

N**ga would you ride or run

Would you crack under pressure when that drama come

Drama

Tell me would you live or die

When them choppers start to split and that hot sh*t fly

Drama

Now tell me

N**ga would you ride or run

Would you crack under pressure when that drama come

Drama

Tell me would you live or die

When them choppers start to split and that hot sh*t fly

Drama