Wanna Ride

Look at this shit

Coming together like sweaty ass cheeks, nigga

Keep it gangsta ya'll

Please believe it

Keep it gangsta ya'll

My niggas thug out

Keep it gangsta ya'll

You getting drug out

Keep it gangsta ya'll

These bitches loc out

Keep it gangsta ya'll

When we smoke out.

Keep it gangsta ya'll.

Cause we chromed out

Keep it gangsta ya'll

I bought the bomb out

Keep it gangsta ya'll

Hear ye, hear ye!

Call me...... hogs

Fresh out of the hole tank

Bouncing off the walls

Dub-C, the Bandanna president

With the gauge on the handlebars

Rolling through your residence

Running the scene. It's the king of the cars

... down, baby in my new all stars

Gangsta's What are the gangstas

None of them make me .....

Riders throw your heaters up

Throw em' up

Ladies, Old Gs

Sorry that I've been gone

But now I'm back to get my walk on

Swang with the gang as I reach out and touch yah

Throw my cup and get ignorant out this motherfucker

Mayday, mayday back in charge

Cutting all costs. Cutting all costs

Dip. Skip-skipping thru the lane with the bang, bang, bang jingle

Hopping under the SS. Working them ankles.

Dubs shiesty for scrillias

And I brought my homeboy

Hell yeah, the mother fucking villain

One to the two to the three to the - hello

Look at these Gs working these...

Here come the villain with another heater

With mother fucking, Dub, nigga in a two seater

Hold my nuts while I west, west ya'll.

Ride 2

Grab that microphone and I test, test ya'll

Villain Mericone I be like all over ya'll

Who wanna ball with that black nigga Red?

Like the dime nigga

I'm supreme hustling

W.C.

Give a fuck if these bitches don't love me

(Chorus)

I wanna bang - I wanna ride - I wanna slang

From my side. You and I.

It's do or die

We can roll till the wheels fall off

And let these