Money, cash, cars, clothes (C'mon) Boys and girls, this is how we play 2000, TP, c'mon uh uh C'mon yeah c'mon Rock Land baby, c'mon This is how we do it

C'mon I got something for ya (GUNSHOT) Always around when you call Always around leave the fun Turn around shit's enough Believe me 'dey won't get funk C'mon I got something for ya Cho! Must be Kardinal! Yo! J.A. (Yeah!) T Dot (Ho!) New York (Yeah!)

This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin' to it (c'mon, let's roll) I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music, let's go (let's go) When we ride to that rider music, let's go Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back

But you can never ever take my place I stay strong whether right or I'm wrong Yeah.. yo.. c'mon Ride wit me, lemme take you somewhere My father was a soldier, my mother was a rider I was born wit my fists balled up, I'ma fighter Inspired, a real rhyme

And I rule my den Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself C'mon crawl I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' till the day I die

Yeah I'm always on your side No one, no one, no one can ever change it C'mon let 'em try 'Cause it's you and me together now You and me together Looks like we found ourselves Up against a wall In need of a little help But no one wants to call

If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night (yeah!) If I'm lookin' for something' then it's probly a fight If I'm gonna fuck bitches then they better be tight If that's dead, then the head better be right (C'mon) Here we go again, fuckin right Dog man X baby,

World is hating, that's forever (uh, c'mon) It's time that we stand together (yeah, for the world) Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon) World (peace), world (peace), world (peace), world Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh,

Rocket, yeah, satellite of love Ah ah, ooh ooh I will be your, I will be your, I'll be your (I can take you through the center of the dark) We're gonna fly (on a collision course to crash into my heart) Rocket baby, c'mon, I'll be your satellite of love

(Gimme all of your lovin') Every little bit (gimme all that you got) Every bit of it (every bit of your lovin') Oh, c'mon live a bit (never want it to stop) You got it, but are you gettin' it? Hey, but are you gettin' it? Yeah, but are you gettin' it?