Tekst:
Fiction Family We Ride

sand Steady now, you're the loosest cannon Not yet a man but we're not children, we're not kids anymore And we ride, we ride, we ride Down these living

and sand Steady now you're the loosest cannon Not yet a man but we're not children we're not kids anymore And we ride We ride We ride down these living

beat 187 We hit niggaz up like that We bicoastal, nigga Cypress Hill family Niggaz better recognize We here to chastise Nigga, hoo bangin' That's how we hoo ride

With the heart and grace of florida evans As a family We will rise the fuck up and ride on all You bitch ass tricks You motherfucker ain't safe You motherfucker

Ha-ha ok we gon chill out, we gon chill out mayn We gon try to just keep it moving, you know I'm saying Focus on the music, give the fans some'ing to ride

Ha-ha ok we gon chill out, we gon chill out mayn We gon try to just keep it moving, you know I'm saying Focus on the music, give the fans some'ing to ride

beretta is a body part Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his body art Now I feel like we even See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggaz this

beretta is a body part Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his body art Now I feel like we even See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggaz this

is a body part Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his body art Now I feel like we even See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggaz this evenin