Do You Wanna Be a Rider

Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X)
Do you wanna be a rider?
Yeah, I wanna be a rider
Are you ready for the power?
Yeah, Im in there for the power
Got cha gat right beside ya?
They must evolve in power
Do you work by the hour?
Then the deal must be sour
(Fiend)
Im a livin, breathin murder topic, but in the ghetto makin sales
Leaving bloody trails, loving that gunpowder smell
My type about to bring hell boy, flames to where you live
My though, lickin it, got it initiative and jump in get your kid
Its my word after the mid, she did that bit on your live
Though, blame it on Christ, we can happen and deny
I get the cappin for the strise, have a toastin like the hawk
And control as the evil men do, as if they was a cup
Chorus 2X
(Magic)
Picture my mind is full of wicked thoughts, unleash the beasts
Where you ******s that appose me? May yall rest in peace
I defied and lost man kind, so father forgive me
But its this thug in me got me want me kill my enemy
Will I pay for all the pain that I can cause these families?
Unable to control myself, Im pleadin in insanity
Im beggin for my lives cause Im hated for death
I watch my step and now learn to appreciate every rep
I was born a killer, Ive been rejected from society
Fiends on my side, so none of you ******s can ever bother me
I try to be a better image for my family
But Im a sin, so they label me a mutha****** rider
Chorus 2X
(Prime Suspects)
Murder, murder, wonder was the victim I caught slippin?
Now Im trippin, so drop that
Im having flag, best to get popped at
Harrassed at a ****** in black, he did the cap
Hes blamed it to the states and I can tell you what happened
Check my jacket, you gon find slow frangin and brangin
Pain to the family or the ****** named Raymond
Got the habit, been down to ride from day 1 ( Uno)
Death blow to the full of the made one
What you know about the powder to the powder, hour after hour
On the block, with the glock ** **ers, dills go sour
Hit you in your headache spot with my heat release
Prime Suspects keeps the heat cuz we riders
Chorus 2X
(Lil Gotti Gambino)
Im stuck with these mob ties and a matter of die survive
Look in my eyes, determination did ******ne ******
Im out to get mine, 45, my waist line
I waited for my time, Gotti, Im down to ride
Alias forgive me, for the sins who commit
But these ****** ******s are bout to be dealt with
Im out for show, ****** told me, 'Gun up for show.' Hundred round drum
******s Im bustin for fun, make it blood run
Duckin for fun, I live my life on the run
But keep my eyes in the pride, cuz if I slip and I die
So ******s, Im down to ride wit cha, get high wit cha
(Fiend)
Because it No Limit
(Lil Gotti Gambino)
Get ready to die wit cha
Chorus 2X