[Magic]  {*Laughs*} Look at this shit brah  Boy look at these phony ass niggaz boy you see 'em L.I. brah  You see them niggaz brah  That is what you call a prime example of a imposter  A fake ass muthafucka, nigga wanna be a muthafuckin' rider  We riders... we riders... {*Laughs*}    [Magic]  So what you niggaz ain't know (UH OHHH!), bitch we riders  We keep our pistols real close beside  Every nigga down wit' me ain't scared to ride  Fuckin' thug niggaz, gettin' full of drug niggaz  We get payed to do this shit, so you gotta love us niggaz  Went from rags to riches, from shitty hoes to gangsta bitches  To the studio, straight from prison, from the 9th ward, to 7 figures  I came all the way to the bay to say, ya'll don't wanna be offendin me  Fuckin' with Lil' Italy, who I consider my family  I might get up set, and y'all won't like me when I'm angry  All the Air Force, Army, Navy, Marines is tryin' to tame me  The call me magic cause I'm know for makin' my victims disappear  Y'all lookin' for the riders? The riders right here!    Chorus: Lil' Italy (2x)    We gon' ride nigga  Ain't no shame in our game, it's do or die nigga  (WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS!)  We gon' ride nigga  Ain't no shame in our game, so run and hide nigga  (WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS!)      Ohh, just stop, don't even get me started, an artist  But you more like a movin' target, dearly, dearly departed  They know, satisfaction, til I'm pullin' the Mask  Now get to, dumpin' and snatchin', no more talkin', rappin', blastin  I don't, care who you are, or who you hang wit'  Information tell me that you reliable  Informants on your house, light, sound, low down  He took the wrong route, now the raw deal, it's how he figures out  Lost case, and jabroni's big case, filled up with big face  In the cut, don't be any more, for sure, in one or more foriegn places  I lace my boots, I'ma rider for the right loot  Half a heel - head on the platter, we talkin' done deal    Chorus: Lil' Italy (2x)    [Lil' Italy]  Callin' all riderz! Throw your middle fingers up!  Nigga I don't give a fuck! I'll bust a nigga like a nut!  Ain't no pussies on my team, only killaz for the cream  I got dreams, I'm aimin' for the top, with infrared beams  I take my Henny straight, no lacin', no chasin', I can't catch it  Get retarded when I'm on perculation, I can't help it  I when this shit get thick I'm down to ride for my niggaz  And if it came to the shit, I'm down to die for my niggaz  You niggaz wanna test that? Come get wit' us  I hope your chest is where your vest at, when fuckin' wit' hard hitters  What you don't know, you got riders, we got riders too  Ready to bust, never leave they house, without they glock riders tool  And we gon' ride    Chorus: Lil Italy (2x)    WE RIDERS! WE RIDERS! (until fade)