When We Ride - Fireman, Tay Diggs, Rondoe

Same thing another day, yea I’m still on the same shit

Besides my shoes and my clothes, I ain’t changed shit

Gun by my hip and my hand by my waist

Put this metal to your head, knock your neck out of place

I’m in the race and I’m leading

Gear shifting, wheels spinning

Authentic that me, in a fresh white tee

Ed Hardy’s on my ass, 23's on my feet

With my eyes in the rearview, clutching on my heat

Ima beast

Grittin', pushin' cavey on the streets

Its Big Bizness, I be spittin', going dummy on the beat

Get doe and stack grands

Doe that’s my right hand

Reppin' fifty seven with my pistol in my right hand

Doper than an quarter key, so tell me who’s dope as me

Wanna test my nuts?

I’m in the 50's nigga, come and see

But you don’t wanna do that, I’m telling you Cuz

Get to yanking on this trigga, spittin', choppin' them slugs

When we ride, we ride, I go

Fo sho

2−2-3's we shoot those

From far away

My niggas in the game like everyday

You niggas on the bench ya’ll hardly play

I go