ATL Tales / Ride Wit Me - Lloyd, Ja Rule

Nobody cares

Trouble’s like a cancer, you gotta get it early

You don’t get it early it gets to big, it kills you

Nobody cares

That’s why you gotta cut it out

Nobody cares

Capeesh

Worry about yourself, your family, and people that are important to you

Let me tell you something

When your alone late at night in the bed

Just you and her under the covers

You’re only allowed three great women in your life

(Is it better to be loved or feared?)

They come along like the great fighters, once every ten years

Nobody cares (That's a good question

it’s nice to be both but it’d be very difficult)

That’s it, capeesh

(If I had my choice I’d rather be feared, see fear last longer than love)

Don’t forget where you came from

Yeah, hell yeah

I’d like to welcome everybody

Inside the world of Murder I-N-C

And I’d like to introduce to y’all

My nigga, ATL’s own huh Lloyd, Lloyd

Ladies come step inside with me To take this ride with me To see the top of the globe

Courtesy of Murder I-N-C's

Provided privacy

Nobody’ll know

Yeah I know I brought the mob with me Cause obviously

A lot of niggaz snitch on the low

Just open your eyes

And see all these blind lies he done told

I realize how niggaz fantasize

And the unreal truth gets sold to the youth

While others try to provide their souls to the booth

Fuck that, I’m bustin’back through the roof

Thugs tact or not, hard top or drop

Show em’how to rock and rock and roll and rock

How to breed low cake and open shop

Bringin’everything I know I got

Ain’t no stoppin’what we doin'

Oh, feels like I been waitin’a while

Know it’s been a long time comin’so ride

We gon’keep on movin'

It’s my time to steer it now

Oh, right here and now

Niggaz come and take this ride with me Break some pies we’ll see on the side of the road

Where everyday different bodies decay

Niggaz is rotten in graves gettin’dropped in a hole

Follow me and come ride with this

Hide with and keep your eyes on watchin’for the po’s

Cause they don’t know about

Where we be hidin’out better turn up your jets

Headed right there yet, better build up your rep

Cause my niggaz cash checks from Hollis to the Dec

Holla at me my nigga I gotta good connect

Outbid for the complex, polishin’the Lex

Redbone bagets, French robes is fresh

Love money and sex, the best of the best

When it’s all said and done it’s your time to invest

You just got to do it for yourself

Yeah, yo Look here my lil’nigga, let me talk to you for a minute

I’ma tell you about this business and these cash incentives

About these fake ass bitches and these bitch ass niggaz

How to spot the cowards from the killers

The flowers from the spitters

This industry is all smoke and mirrors

But we in the street niggaz so our focus is to finish niggaz off

How often do we put a nigga on So you must be the chosen one

Your priority concern is never leave your residence without your gun

Cause you’d rather be caught with than without one

Trust me I’m like that old gangsta named Lucky

Niggaz know that my hands are dirty but still can’t touch me In this game, if you clean, you can get all the money

When it starts gettin’dirty they look at you funny

Cause it’s «A Bronx Tale"like Calogero and Sonny

And that bus don’t stop for everybody, call it Keep your nose clean fuckin’with addicts and alcoholics

Cause I’ll have us on the bed with some hood bitches from Georgia

That’s ATL for you, New York’s no different

It’s L.A. and Miami that’s how they visit

Keep your eyes on these snitches and fraud ass niggaz

They claim to be gangstas as soon as you see em’split em'

It’s a cold world, be grateful that the Lord’s forgiving

And be happy you ain’t dead, sick, or in prison

My nigga

Ladies come take this ride with me Niggaz come take this ride with me Ladies come take this ride with me Niggaz come take this ride with me Ride with me, ride with me Oh, it’s Murder Inc