A Rider

(Rrr)
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa

I done told you, boy, I'm a soldier, boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you, boy, with the toaster, boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin' to hear shit, I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'fuckers gettin' with my bread
Then I'm gon' load my shit, then count my shit
Nigga trip, I'll go for your head

I'll have your nigga in an ambulance tellin' ya, "Hold on"
The choir in your funeral singin' you, "So long"
The top shotta' that rock product, the block gotta
Then pop hollows, then pop bottles, the whole spot up
The more paper, the more strength, we gon' get it
The fo' fifth come with the amp, we ain't missin'
I'm back on my bullshit, a verse is a full clip
Catch you with your bitch, throw a song in your new whip

Nigga it's G-Unit, fuck your clique
Like syphilis, bitch, you stuck with this
I'm a loyal nigga, die behind mine
Even if 50 drop me, I still wouldn't sign
You done lost your mind, bumped your head
Try to stop my shine but I got bread
And I ain't got time, to hear what they said
When I catch them cowards I'ma bust they head

I done told you, boy, I'm a soldier, boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you, boy, with the toaster, boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin' to hear shit, I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'fuckers gettin' with my bread
Then I'm gon' load my shit, then count my shit
Nigga trip, I'll go for your head

I'm comin' out of South-side, you know I'm raw
Big ass check, they show our score
I pull the dough out, and roll out, the cream azure
The fo'-fo' out, I know 'bout the keys of war
I'm hot, five hundred degrees or more
My door block an M16 or more
I'm in the store coppin' shit you ain't seen before
Black card swipe, green galore

Yeah, I said these niggas stop talkin' then start worryin'
The feds keep comin', the money we buryin'
I'm in a mean loft, I'm in the cream Porsche
I let that thing off, I turn to T-wolf
I drive a spaceship, nigga 2008 shit
Her made kicks on, I stay in some ape shit
Niggas on some apeshit, they all get hit
Got the Russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip

I done told you, boy, I'm a soldier, boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you, boy, with the toaster, boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin' to hear shit, I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'fuckers gettin' with my bread
Then I'm gon' load my shit, then count my shit
Nigga trip, I'll go for your head