Ahem.. Weezy ya'll…Young Money, Cash Money.
This is… the Drought 3.
Ladies and gentlemen, Ya'll know me.

You know I ride for my mother fuckin' niggas,
Most likely I’ma die with my finger on the trigga.
They tell me don’t get high, and I should try to make a living.
I tell ’em I’ma hustler and I rather make killin'.

My eyes is so wide as he watchin the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, I’ma kill her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like all my dealers,
And fuck ya, hot spitta, young money, we the realets.
And I ain’t gotta lie when I tell you I’m the illest.
My flow is nasty, like C. Y. Phyllis.
Self made G, and them bitches know the business.
Relying on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my favorite movie was the Gremlins.
Ain’t got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention.
You looking for divine and the little intervention,
And them birds don't fly, without my permission.
I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes,
Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons,
See my world is different like Dwayne Wayne,
And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the same thing,

And you know that I’ma ride with my mother fuckin niggas,
Most likely I’ma die with my finger on the trigga.
Don't worry bout mine, I’ma grind till I get it,
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
The sky is the limit.
The sky is the limit.
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit.
And if you look high, you see that I’m gonna be in it.
'Case The sky is the limit.

Buck ten in the coupe, and your bitch love it.
Switching lane faster than she switch subjects.
Tell a bitch don't talk to me,
And if you're talking to them niggas, don't talk for free.
And I hate when a nigga say talk is cheap,
‘Cause I’m the type to let money talk for me.
My flow is art, unique.
My flow can part a sea.
The only thing on a mind of a shark, is eat,
By any means, and you're just sardines.
I got the 40 cal. Tuck in my p.r.ps.,
What do you expect, I’m from New Orleans.
And majority of my city is rowders,
They tried to make a brand new map without us,
But the tourists come down and spend too many dollars.
And no matter how you change it, it will still be ours.

And I’ma ride with my mother fuckin niggas,
Most likely I’ma die with my finger on the trigga.
Don't worry bout mine, I’ma grind till I get it.
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
The sky is the limit.
The sky is the limit.
And I’ma tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
Because the sky is the limit.
Yeah, the sky is the limit.
And if you look up high, you'll see that I'm gonna be in it.
‘Cause the sky is the limit.

And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder,
Run up in your house and shoot everyone
Tthat's sitting on the living room sofa.
(That's fucked up, haha.)
And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier.
Use your head, or ill take it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to your mom, put a dozen of roses.
(Now that's fucked up.)
And I'm a G,
And you ain’t gotta know the alphabet to see,

I know that my whole city is depending on me.
And I forget a lot of shit, but I could never forget the streets,

So you know that I’mma ride with my mother fuckin niggas.
Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigga.
Don't worry bout mine, I’mma grind till I get it.
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit.
Don't worry bout mine, I’mma grind till I get it.
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
Because the sky is the limit.
Yeah, the sky is the limit.
And If you look high, you'll see that I’m gonna be in it.
‘Cause the sky is the limit.
They tell me don’t get high, not to try to make a living,
I tell em' I’mma hustler and I rather make killin'.
‘Cause the sky is the limit.
Hands up in the air, because the sky is the limit.
Can you see me up there?
The sky is the limit.
The sky is the limit,
If you don't know nothing about it, the sky is the limit.


Lyrics submitted by lunchXtimee

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    General CommentOf course America!! You have to pass school and have a diploma in order to express yourself artisticly let alone do it well. I'm sure a fucking genius with such a name as America Sucks Dick, who the fuck are you to pass that kind of judgement, I'm from Australia, I usually dislike rap and lean towards punk and terrorcore, but I really like this song.
    I would bet money on him having more lyrical and rhythmical talent then you.
    Do you surf sites on the net and search down things you hate so you can sound tough and smart? All you do is make people like me think you're a narrow minded idiot, and I personally would guess your a capitalist tool.
    I really fucking hate people that act like you.
    Grow up


    Ps, I really just came here to say I totally agree with the people who also reckon
    I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes,
    Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons,
    See my world is different
    is like one of the best pieces of the song.
    Oh, and i fucking love the bit
    Most likely I’ma die with my finger on the trigga.
    They tell me don’t get high, and I should try to make a living.
    I tell ’em I’ma hustler and I rather make killin'.
    in the first verse..
    Kemical.Chidon November 03, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI don't usually like rap but I really like this song.

    Favorite line;

    I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes.
    Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons.
    See my world is different.

    I love that :]
    lunchXtimeeon May 27, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentPS; I know there's a lot of errors.
    But it's not letting me edit it for some reason..
    I think it's right for the most part..
    lunchXtimeeon May 27, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentnot usually my thing but this songs great
    magik9113on June 14, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentHere's a revised version (love this song)

    Ahem.. Weezy ya'll…Young Money, Cash Money.
    This is… the Drought 3.
    Ladies and gentlemen, Ya'll know me.

    You know I ride for my mother fuckin' niggas,
    Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigga.
    They tell me don’t get high, not to try to make a living.
    I tell ’em I’mma hustler and I rather make killin'.

    My eyes is so wide as he watchin the skillet,
    I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, I’mma kill her,
    I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like armadillas,
    And fuck ya, hot spitta, young money, we the realest.
    And I ain’t gotta lie when I tell you I’m the illest.
    My flow is nasty, like C Y Phyllis.
    Self made G, and them bitches know the business.
    Relying on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist,
    And when I was 5, my favorite movie was the Gremlins.
    Ain’t got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention.
    You looking for divine and the little intervention,
    And them birds don't fly, without my permission.
    I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes,
    Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons,
    See my world is different like Dwayne Wayne,
    And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the same thing,

    And you know that I’mma ride with my mother fuckin niggas,
    Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigga.
    Don't worry bout mine, I’mma grind till I get it,
    And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
    The sky is the limit.
    The sky is the limit.
    And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
    ‘Cause the sky is the limit,
    The sky is the limit.
    And if you look high, you see that I’m gonna be in it.
    The sky is the limit.

    Buck Ten in the coupe, And your bitch love it.
    Switching lanes faster than she switch subjects.
    Tell a bitch don't talk to me,
    And if you're talking to them niggas, don't talk for free.
    And I hate when a nigga say talk is cheap,
    ‘Cause I’m the type to let money talk for me.
    My flow is art, unique.
    My flow can part a sea.
    The only thing on the mind of a shark, is eat,
    By any means, and you're just sardines.
    I got the 40 cal. Tucked in my p.r.ps.,
    What do you expect, I’m from New Orleans.
    And majority of my city is riders,
    Theyre tryin' to make a brand new map without us,
    But the tourists come down and spend too many dollars.
    And no matter how you change it, it will still be ours.

    And I’mma ride with my mother fuckin niggas,
    Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigga.
    Don't worry bout mine, I’mma grind till I get it.
    And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
    The sky is the limit.
    The sky is the limit.
    And I’mma tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
    Because the sky is the limit.
    Yeah, the sky is the limit.
    And if you look up high, you'll see that I'm gonna be in it.
    ‘Cause the sky is the limit.

    And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier,
    Use your head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder,
    Run up in your house and shoot everyone
    Tthat's sitting on the living room sofa.
    (That's fucked up, haha.)
    And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier.
    Use your head, or ill take it off ya shoulder,
    Mail it to your mom, full of dozens of roses.
    (Now that's fucked up.)
    And I'm a G,
    And you ain’t gotta know THE ALPHABET TO see,

    I know that my whole city is depending on me.
    And I forget a lot of shit, but I could not forget the streets,

    So you know that I’mma ride with my mother fuckin niggas.
    Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigga.
    Don't worry bout mine, I’mma grind till I get it.
    And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
    The sky is the limit.
    Don't worry bout mine, I’mma grind till I get it.
    And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit.
    Because the sky is the limit.
    Yeah, the sky is the limit.
    And If you look high, you'll see that I’m gonna be in it.
    ‘Cause the sky is the limit.
    They tell me don’t get high, not to try to make a living,
    I tell em' I’mma hustler and I rather make killin'.
    ‘Cause the sky is the limit.
    Hands up in the air, because the sky is the limit.
    Can you see me up there?
    The sky is the limit.
    The sky is the limit,
    If you don't know nothing about it, the sky is the limit.




    Nothing really glaring wrong at all.
    YourStumbleineon July 07, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBut I have a question, why does EVERYONE think its,


    "And I'ma G. and you got to know that F. to best to see"

    When it's OBVIOUSLY

    "And I'm a G. And you aint' gotta know the ALPHABET TO SEE"

    it makes so much more sense and it's catchy and smart just like the rest of his lyrics, and it's what he's saying. F. to best makes to fucking sense, people.
    YourStumbleineon July 07, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentHaha yes I know it's "& You aint' gotta know the ALPHABET TO SEE"

    I got these lyrics off of a site awhile ago. That's what they had. I went in & edited a lot of it, but for some reason I didn't notice that error. Along with a couple others I didn't fix.

    A lot of sites have it but I don't know why. I know; It's stupid & definently doesn't make sense, but it's not letting me edit the song, so yeah. :/
    lunchXtimeeon July 08, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThose first two lines are the best way to open the song.. da drought 3 is fuckin sick
    b00ziebadon July 17, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song is called Ride for My Niggas. Get your shit together.
    kenyon072on August 14, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBest opening to the song:
    You know I ride for my mother fuckin' niggas,
    Most likely I’ma die with my finger on the trigga.

    My favorite line:
    And if you're talking to them niggas, don't talk for free.
    And I hate when a nigga say talk is cheap,
    ‘Cause I’m the type to let money talk for me.

    and my other favorite:And them birds don't fly, without my permission.
    I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes,
    Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons,
    See my world is different like Dwayne Wayne,
    And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the same thing,


    This song is the shitttt
    I love it.
    Sugar_kisses1on October 04, 2007   Link

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