Get Yo Ride On

Lemme do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, haha
You ready Eiht?
Yeah, c'mon, uh

I was born to ride (ride), bangin', pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandliss freaks (yep)
Addicted to crime, so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks (I love 'em) and pullin' jewelry licks
Moms said, "Mack, baby watch for danger"
I said, "Momma don't you know I'm a real gangbanger?"
I can't switch overnight and be good (no)
And I'll be damned if a nigga turned his back on the hood

So I walked out the door, hopped in the regal
Twistin' tripple gold with the all black eagle (damn!)
Got a deuce fired at scoob's, I need a gat
So I stopped and got the TEC from my G homie wreck (wad up?)
He said, "Mack, don't slip dog, you gotta stay heated
And here's the extra clip in case you might need it" (no lookin' out)
Get the 88 skate, and get your slide on
Throw the hoo-bang plack in the back and your ride on

Ride for me, I'ma ride for you (uh-huh)
You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew (what's up?)
Get yo' ride on, get yo' slide on, who the best? (Uh)
Nobody rides like these killas from the west

Ride for me, I'ma ride for you (what's up?)
You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew (right?)
Get yo' ride on, get yo' slide on, who the best
Nobody rides like these killas from the west (uh)

One, two, three, and to the four
Eazy muthafuckin' E with a chrome to your dome (blah!)
Cruisin', in my six-four rag top (what?)
I got a lot of juice, a lot of fuckin' block (right?)
Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin' (uh)
More bounce to the ounce and I'm clownin' (wad up, nigga?)
Keep the gat in my lap 'cause I'm fully strapped
For the carjackers, but no haps 'cause I pack a (what?)

TEC 9, plus a AK47 (hey)
Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven
Peep, nigga I don't sleep
Bury muthafuckas in the concrete (what's up?)
You try to creep kinda slow in a astro
But I'm peepin' niggas out in my left window (uh)
So I blast, and I blast, so I blast no more (damn!)
Yo, they call me motherfuckin' John Doe (yo)

Ride for me, I'ma ride for you
You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew (what?)
Get yo' ride on, get yo' slide on, who the best?
Nobody rides like these killas from the west (right?)

Ride for me, I'ma ride for you (ride)
You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew (uh-huh)
Get yo' ride on, get yo' slide on, who the best?
Nobody rides like these killas from the west

Real thugs roll 'cause the Westside's sick (Westside)
Which enemy depicts to catch the .9 clip (uh)
Slick, but not like Rick, the gang story
G's kill and ain't shit funny like Joe Corry
Don't make me laugh 'cause I'm on the wrong the path
Catch the bloodbath, it's the aftermath
Slang strike to make money, now ain't that simple?
That silly nigga's wearin' vest's, but we aim for the temple (brrah)

Watch my nigga's back, who sacked the yayo
Keep the calico with extra ammo
So-and-so gets blasted, to the casket
Never seen these Westside G's face, we masked it
Y'all best be defeat and be discreet (what?)
Catch the hot heat from across the street
Take me in the dump schools that, wanna push me?
Retaliation, straight better than hitten pussy

Ride for me, I'ma ride for you
You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew
Get yo' ride on, get yo' slide on, who the best? (Uh)
Nobody rides like these killas from the west (uh)

Ride for me, I'ma ride for you (what's up, nigga?)
You hoo-bang, I hoo-bang, so we all a crew
Get yo' ride on, get yo' slide on, who the best?
Nobody rides like these killas from the west (yeah) (c'mon)

Ugh, MC Eiht in the muthafuckin' house (yeah, hoo-bang one time)
Yeah (hoo-bang two times), ha
Rest in peace Eazy E (the hip-hop thugsta) (yeah)
Fa sho (Mack dime) come on, ugh
(All day, baby, all day, baby)
Westsideriders! Ugh



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Writer(s): Eric Wright, Dedrick D'mon Rolison, Shelina R. Wade, David C. Weldon, Aaron Tyler
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