Rider Pt. 2 (Remix)

[Yandel] Grrrrrrrrrr! (hey!) Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!(W!) Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!(Yandel!) Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!(G-unit!) Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Papi nos vamos pa’ la calle [Yandel] Así soy (aja!) Un hood-boy Con sangre de cowboy El día es hoy Pa' la calle voy Wohh ohh oh (x2) [50 Cent] I'll have your nigga in an ambulance telling you hold on The choir in your funeral singing you so long The top shotta that rock product the block gotta Then pop hollows then pop bottles the whole spot up The mo' paper the mo' strength we 'gon get it The fo' fifth come with the amp we ain't missing I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip Catch you with your bitch throw a song to her dude this is [Yung Buck] G-unit, fuck your click Like syphillis bitch you stuck with this I'mma loyal nigga, nigga, die behind mine Even if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign You done lost ya mind, bumped ya 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'm a buss they head [50 Cent] I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a riiida I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fiiiya I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich Mu'fucka get in the way of my bread Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit Nigga trip I'll come for your head [Wisin] Pera' papi voy a entrar Shh shh...ba! To'l mundo pa'l piso El que se mueva lo paralizo El capitán es preciso (ok) Todo el género quieren tumbarme el guiso Pero nadie la liga hizo Con el tiempo yo los piso Abran paso a la leyenda viviente El capitan matatan Que mata desde el sobreviviente (G-unit!) Y se calienta el ambiente Doble U! Yandel! Y la calle se prende [Yandel] Así soy Un hood-boy Con sangre de cowboy El día es hoy Pa' la calle voy (los líderes) Wohh ohh oh (x2) [Lloyd Banks] I'm comin out of south-side, you know I'm raw Big ass check, they show our score Pull the dough out, and roll out, the kreamizore Fo' fo' out, I know bout, the keys of war I'm hot- five hundred degrees or more My do' block a m-16 or more I'm in the store copin' shit you ain't seen before Black card swipe,(yea) we galore(yea) [Tony Yayo] I said these niggas stop talking then start worrying The feds keep coming the money we burrying I'm in a mean loft, I'm in the cream porsche I let that thing off, then turn to t-wolf I drive a space ship, nigga 2008 shit Hermaide kicks on I stay in some ape shit Niggas on some ape shit, they all get hit Got the russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip [50 Cent] I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a riiida I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fiiiya I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich Mu'fucka get in the way of my bread Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit Nigga trip I'll come for your head [Yandel] Así soy (ajá) Un hood-boy Con sangre de cowboy El día es hoy Pa' la calle voy (los líderes) Wohh ohh oh (x2)