Lyrics:

Aint no other niggaz like my niggaz, you feel it?
Raising hell aint an option, its in our brains

I'mma ride for my brothers
I'll die for them, that's on my mother
Only the streets can feel my struggle
One thing about them and no other

I raise hell in my city
And I know, I know, I know, I know
I raise hell in my city, so be prepared in my city

Lost Nuski who passed to a bunch of these bitch niggaz
Three nigga heart but the mind of a rich nigga
What's happenin', go back me and run up a snitch nigga
O Town late night studios where we stay cold drinks, tryin to get me the simp nigga
Gave all thirty something years, he aint a snitch nigga
All who never gone on half of these split niggaz
One minute in the house next town I'mma spit niggaz
My city respect and honor me, and the killer boy break the bond recepit
Muzzle with the chop, trigger finger water,
I bet it could ponder, see
All these seats for my niggas,
Twenty one years in the streets with my niggaz
And that's to my momma, she know about my brother
She know she playin' for keeps niggaz
Late night tryin' strike somethin', dice game sellin' drugs and they stay in the dark nigga
Call bro, bring the por, thirty six Os, then you know not to park nigga
And its hell in my city, two shots hit head or tail in my city
War time if it's animosity, and I got the squad to rock with me

I'mma ride for my brothers
I'll die for them, that's on my mother
Only the streets can feel my struggle
One thing about them and no other

I raise hell in my city
And I know, I know, I know, I know
I raise hell in my city, so be prepared in my city

Ride, I'm a rider, beef with my squad then theres no survivors
Young nigga fourteen on L that be drivin'
Then catch a body on a nigga be lackin', we about violence
Let alcohol trick you to a coffin, think I sweet tail little brother often
Chicago dont want that nigga, no love in hip-hop cause we don't act nigga
'Cept act nigga on the block with a Mac nigga, no money but we tax nigga
Nigga's city show love to the rap niggas, that's my all my L's go loyal
And these niggaz, these bitchs ain't loyal
And these streets, these streets ain't for you
And I'm a rider so save that shit for them other niggas

Niggas ain't fuckin' with us, niggas ain't ridin' with us
These niggaz ain't out every night on the strip with the hammers outside with us
Magazine tryin' to vibe with us, hoppin' out that black Benz tryin' to slide with us
Niggas say I'm bad business but niggas cuffin' bitches, I'm a side nigga

I'mma ride for my brothers
I'll die for them, that's on my mother
Only the streets can feel my struggle
One thing about them and no other

I raise hell in my city
And I know, I know, I know, I know
I raise hell in my city, so be prepared in my city