The Ride Lyrics by G-Dep

The Ride Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    First off, how you gon' come off
    All this rap shit, get done off
    Man listen this a passionate mind
    I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme
    Wet dat, dead dat, cash on the line
    In an orderly fashion in the back'a the line
    Can't talk now, I got cash on tha mind
    Bitches and dolla signs dance in they mind
    I love dat doe, but yall niggas love dat flow
    Man I don't love dat hoe
    All I see is cash flow
    Brains an occasional ass hole
    What I need is a, whole lotta money involved
    I might run into Rob and run in ya job
    Real cats take chances
    Then I make ya +head spin+ like +break dancers+

    [Chorus]
    My niggas in the front don't front
    My niggas in the back, where you at
    My niggas on the side, bout to slide
    My niggas in the middle we rock just a little
    Then we ride, the ride

    My bitches in the front don't front
    My bitches in the back, where you at
    My bitches on the side, bout to slide
    My bitches in the middle we rock just a little
    Then we ride, the ride

    [Verse 2]
    If raps don't work, need ta put some in
    I hear yall knockin' but ya can't come in
    Said I'd get cha, wrote the scripture
    Chick roastin like motion picture
    Have you any idea, how many nice MC's
    And how many I feared - None
    Just trust me son, I do what must be done
    And I just begun, I let em-
    Count sheep, rock em to sleep
    Got me, cocking the heat, poppin a Jeep
    Let's go, Expo top of the line
    Exo, Yes ho, hoppin in mine, I got a-
    Big Bad Boy you could meet
    Men use beef and its all you can eat, I be the-
    Dep with a G in the front
    Front, fuck around and be in a trunk

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    Ain't no games if you're curious B
    Can't be serious G, seriously, I'm out ta-
    Put a big hole in the joint
    Like I, sold her the joint, told her to point, its like-
    Mind over matter with this
    Mad Hatter with this, battle with this
    Like a +sentence+, it just +run-on+
    I'm pro and you a princess, come on
    Yall ain't ready, ain't crazy and ya name ain't Eddie
    And ya aim ain't steady
    Dream big boy but ya chain ain't heavy
    Brain ain't ready, my game ain't petty
    Must be stupid or somethin'
    Thinkin' this all love like Cupid or somethin'
    Live from the 2-1-2
    One question: What you gon' do?

    [Chorus Til Fade]

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