The song Who Down to Ride is performed by Master P in the album named Only God Can Judge Me in the year 1999 .
[master p]
Told y'all I was gon' let them niggaz run that beef shit til I get tired of it
Then i'ma put them motherf**kers to sleep - you got them extra heaters nigga?
Let's go ride
[d.i.g.]
Who the f**k, that is, on the side of me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to get high with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to ride with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to die with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, on the side of me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to get high with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to ride with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to die with me
[master p]
I'm feelin sick, I done swallowed a f**kin rock
I ain't even runnin, here comes the cops
I got my soldier gear on, and I'm motherf**kin ready
You _nightmare on elm street_, you jason and I'm freddy
We got a job to do, then it's a motherf**kin lick
Fifty g's on his a*s, then it's a motherf**kin split
Me and my homies gon' smoke and when we get done we gon' get blunted
And after we handle our business, we gonna chase after some honies
Nobody f**kin move, nobody get hurt
Don't make me put your face on a motherf**kin shirt
I'm from the 3rd ward, where we all crack skulls
And we don't give a f**k cause we all toss broads
Now if you snitchin, then they gon' find you in a ditch
But if you bitchin, then they gon' find you with some d**k
Nigga we uptown, where the lights don't shine
But with the pistol, and this chrome, watch yo' a*s get blind
By these youngster that I hang with, I mean these niggaz I sang with
We all soldiers for life nigga, we on some gang shit
[d.i.g.]
Who the f**k, that is, on the side of me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to get high with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to ride with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to die with me
A maniac killer, I'm the nigga quick to rip it up
So buck and get f**ked stuck like chuck bitch, now that a*s is out of luck
I'm from the ruts of the city strictly ghetto born
Swoll up hard so you haters best be gone
Or he gone like that, I'm tragic on your street
I got what it take to get the glock that knock you off your f**kin feet
I be the terror in the dark just like a thief
Releasin the beast, be deceased, all increase, uhh
T-e-c, n-i-n-e, relieves to any problem
I got the f**kin cop killers nigga you can't dodge em
Like a mirage I'm the nigga you think you be seein
I'm leavin em stinkin I'm leavin em invisible even up when they dreamin
You don't where I went, or how this nigga gon' be on that a*s
And blast, gimme the mic, i'ma show you what I mean froggy fat
But clean as a mouth full of listerine
Unseen supreme the king, indisputable
Inflictin pain, even my name is immutable
My game is beautiful, f**k with me and I'll murder you
Who the f**k, that is, on the side of me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to get high with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to ride with me
Yo who the f**k, that is, down to die with me
Master P - Only God Can Judge Me
Only God Can Judge Me
- Ain't Nothing Changed
- Boonapalist
- Commercial (Young Guns)
- Crazy Bout Ya
- Da Ballers
- Get Yo Mind Right
- Ghetto Honeys
- Ghetto in The Sky
- Ghetto Prayer
- Ice on My Wrist (Remix)
- Life Ain't Easy
- Nobody Moves
- Oh Na Nae
- Only God Can Judge Me
- Return of Da Don
- Say Brah
- Step to Dis
- Stop Playing Wit Me
- Where Do We Go from Here
- Who Down to Ride
- Y'all Don't Know
- Y'all Don't Want None