Rider 4 Real

[Intro]

What did they do to you man?

They fucked me up man

They threw me on the ground and stomped me

Ain't no bad shit

We gon' stop that shit now man

Or they gonna keep fuckin' somebody up man

Let's go

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

I'm a motherfucker rider

I'm a motherfucker rider

I'm a motherfucker rider

This is how the fuck I gets down, me

I'm a rider for real (Ah ah)

I keep my hands on the steel (Ah ah)

I let it go me for real

Go ahead thinkin' I won't when I will?

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Seven thirdy, [?] seven thirdy

I'm ridin' dirty, with a thing on me, you heard me?

My eyes red, front and I'm on your head

Thoroughbred, cross me and you dead

I'm built for it, go and stunt get killed for it

Low low, see me I keep a low pro

The blow go to income, more ho's and more dough

For show I let the .44 blow (Blau)

I put work in in the street, I put work in in the pens

Worked my way out of jail and put work in again

Call me an animal nigga, no call me Hannibal nigga

'Cause niggas is food as soon I'm in the movies (Oh)

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

I'm a motherfucker rider

I'm a motherfucker rider

I'm a motherfucker rider

This is how the fuck I gets down, me (C'mon)

I'm a rider for real (Vanessa)

I keep my hands on the steel (Double XL)

I let it go me for real (Magazines)

Go ahead thinkin' I won't when I will?

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]

My fatigue's on, I'm almond fit

In that blue Maserati with the armored slip

If I ever catch your body, I'ma plead to fifth

Disapproving that clip, let me free this shit (Yayo)

Homie guns everywhere, kid I'm bound to flip

Leavin' strapped to my stove like Mr. and Mrs. Smith

I hit the hazards two times, and reach for the stash box

50 cal Glock, pop out the Xbox

Nigga you ass, I wonder why you rhymin'

Your chain made of glass, those are Windex diamonds

Break your nigga neck now you fear based diet

Belong to the black dress, baby mom's cryin'

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

I'm a motherfucker rider (Body snatchers)

I'm a motherfucker rider

I'm a motherfucker rider (2008)

This is how the fuck I gets down, me (G-Unit)

I'm a rider for real (50 Cent)

I keep my hands on the steel (Lloyd Banks)

I let it go me for real (Yayo)

Go ahead thinkin' I won't when I will? (Lets go)

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

The tension is high ain't nothin' funny here

My competition like grizzly the gummy bear, yeah

Old hatin' I don't wanna hear

Answers on my left side and exits out the other ear (Damn)

Pink, blue shit, tell niggas whatever

I yellin' fuck the law in a bulletproof sweater

In all black attire, it catch you, it try you

A nigga with three strikes will flip over barbed wire

I got snooze and kicks, they knocked them off the shelf

In the brand-new car, the one that park itself

You can't ignore me, I've been practicin' since shorty

All black forty, it match with Maury's, end of the story

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

I'm a motherfucker rider

I'm a motherfucker rider (Can't forget)

I'm a motherfucker rider (Mickey)

This is how the fuck I gets down, me (G-Unit)

I'm a rider for real (Ah ah)

I keep my hands on the steel (My nigga ho)

I let it go me for real

Go ahead thinkin' I won't when I will? (Damn)

[Outro]

This is 50 dot com, body snatchers

Yo, this is Samuel L. Jackson

Small change, where you at baby?

You on the radio man?

C'mon 50