Obie Trice and Ca$his - We Ride for Shady

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady, Shady (yeah)
Ca$his know
Shady Records, the dream team, uh

Sittin' in the back of the, all-gray Acura (yeah)
Gun to the passenger for actin' tough (tough)
Got a wheel in the passin', heart of an assassin
Plus I'm on the draw down, quick as fuck (fuck)
Last move 'fore I give all street shit up (yeah)
Put a nigga in the ground face down, feet up
This nigga here tried to cuff me for my re-up
When I went to his crib he called police up (yeah)
Now you on the way to bein' paraplegic (uh)
For sendin' messages through bitches like you go see us (ha)
Shady, Ca$h king of the dope fiends plus (yeah)
Give 'em a square mile by blocks 'til I'm creamed up (get it)
Took the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol (uh)
And use it, ammunition on the niggas they hit (get 'em)
Damn, I go to war on the regular man
'Cause I'm part of the dream team, you a regular man
Far as rap I don't see no competitors and (uh)
You see things like me, with my medal in hand (yeah)
I'm a state case boy with a federal plan
A hundred in beats, beatin' the shit out skinheads (yeah)
I'm the spirit of a G bringin' lyrics of the street
I'm Ca$his, a real dope boy on the beat (beat)
Slumped in the seat, tucked, clutchin' the heat
Basically, you niggas can't fuck with me, ha

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady, yeah
Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy (nigga)
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately (lately)
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady

Yeah, Trice is back on the Alche' track
With Ca$his, capitalizin' on this mic in fact
We fuckin' with the captain of rap
My nigga with the Nike cap keep the continuity quite exact
So lure your cats into the second classic
We're mature as the number uno aspect, as yet
Who surpassed the driver?
O tries to flow to die for and the death blow survive (woo)
I echo through your external vibe
With internal experiences I've acquired (uh)
I'm probably the most honest hip-hopper alive
A victim depictin' images from my own eyes (yeah)
Never livin' through homes, why?
Homie got his own set of cajones, stand up guy (uh)
It's Ca$his, O. Tri', rappers we blow by
This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie (nigga)

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady (Shady)
Y'all niggas ain't dope, y'all niggas ain't skill
Y'all niggas ain't crazy (crazy)
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I got lately (nigga)
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
Been ridin' for Shady (for Shady)

We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady (Shady)
Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real
Y'all niggas ain't crazy (crazy)
Bring it on if you want
You don't know the homicides that I've done lately (lately)
We run this shit, .45 on the hip
'Bout to ride for Shady

(Alchemist)

Written by:
Alan Maman, Eric Peters, Malcolm Robert Heath, Obie Trice, Ramone Johnson, Robert Hunter

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