[Chorus]
Ryde or die, right or wrong
N***as wit'cha by your side 'til the storm
Then they split, don't wanna ride to the storm
(I love you my n***a)
Shoulda known that was bullshit all along

[Verse 1]
I been doin this for a minute
So with or without you I'ma get it, cause I'm in it to win it
I put in work, paid my dues
Stepped in dirt, changed my shoes
Got those dirty, asked God for a new pair
And He musta heard me; thought I was worthy
Taught me to listen cause in New York
The rule is the more you know the less you talk
So if you fake n***as actin like you down for the kid
When it goes back, don't be around for shit
That's why n***as like you get found in a ditch
You ain't built for war, actin like a bitch

[Chorus]
Ryde or die, right or wrong
N***as wit'cha by your side 'til the storm
Then they split, don't wanna ride to the storm
(I love you my n***a)
Shoulda known that was bullshit all along
[DMX]
We all in the sunshine, we all want the fun time
So n***as forget that it is gon' rain sometime
Whatever the weather
We supposed to be in this together, B.F.W. forever
I see now that y'all n***as been takin shit lightly
One minute you love me, next you wanna fight me
Am I gon' lose? Not likely
And even though we both know that you a cat, you still be tryin to bite me
C'mon vato, gato
That's a real bitch move you made, you know the rest, uh-oh
Walk like a man you gots to talk like a man
Chin up, with a limp, dick in your hand!

[Chorus]
Ryde or die, right or wrong
N***as wit'cha by your side 'til the storm
Then they split, don't wanna ride to the storm
(I love you my n***a)
Shoulda known that was bullshit all along

[DMX]
Whatever the fuck I do I go all out
Wait for a few days, ryde or die, fuck out bitch!
I ain't got time for these cats that wanna pretend
Like they gon' ride 'til the end
Cause soon as you hit a bump n***as jump ship
But when it's all good same n***as suck dick
Money is the root of all evil
I ain't a fake n***a, and never had a reason to deceive you
Don't nobody do for me, but me
A n***a gon' be alright, you'll see
When I need a friend, God sends me one
When I need some ends, he saved me some
Whatever I need I get it, so I don't want for nothin
And I ain't gotta hunt for nothin
Sittin on ten whips, a few chips
And that mayne with the laser from the hip catch you slip
[Chorus]
Ryde or die, right or wrong
N***as wit'cha by your side 'til the storm
Then they split, don't wanna ride to the storm
(I love you my n***a)
Shoulda known that was bullshit all along

[Outro]
WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAAAAAAAT?
Man, cause I'm fuckin crazy!
And you all fuckin crazy!
Oh my God, what have they done?
What have they done? What have they done?!
What have they done?!
What have they done?! They don't know
What have they done?! They don't know
What have they done?! They don't know
What have they done?! They don't know
What have they done?! They don't know
Grrrrrrr...
Ryde or die, right or wrong!