We Gon Ride-B-Goss/Flo Rida/T-Pain/T-Pain & J-Rand/J Rand

We Gon Ride - B-Goss Intro: (Master P) Yeah ni**a, don't let this rap sh*t fool ya I just like to play the backfield... but ya know what We even mo' dangerous wit' money... We like the Taliban ni**a The New No Limit is an army and we gonna ride til' we die [Chorus x2]: Krazy Y'all niggas wanna hate on me (on me) My soldiers time to die for me (for me) Hold ya guns to the sky (sky) The New No Limit we gon' ride (ride) [Verse 1]: Choppa I'm like a fiend when he's cracked out beggin' for mercy On my knees, baby Jesus, please don't hurt me All the lies I done took in this world of mine Snortin' coke, feelin' like I'm walkin' through time Open my casket at my funeral, I see my face I'm like Richard Prior, wonderin' why, I had to be based It's all a dream but I still, I can feel the bullets Lookin' at this young ni**a that had the nuts to pull it No remorse, for me, I can feel a head wound The room is cold, in there, I can see my tomb I see my son and my daughter and they cryin' with tears Heaven or Hell, a real ni**a don't show no fear [Chorus x2] [Verse 2]: Master P To my niggas in the pent. I feel your pain And to my niggas in the street we still strapped and chained Middle fingers up to New Orleans I hope C and Mac get a motherf**kin' pardon I'm on the block thuggin' with my niggas gettin' paper I don't give a f**k about you hoes or you haters CP3 is what a ni**a f**kin' rep G Double X-L y'all hoes don't wanna test me Cuz I ride wit' my niggas, I roll wit' killas I'm a thug 'til I die, smoke w**d, make scrillas (UGGH!!) It's The New No Limit we gon' scream it Ni**a don't say it if you don't f**kin' mean it Cuz I'm a thug, my daddy he's a thug My son gon' be a thug, and I'ma die a thug [Chorus x2]