The Ride — текст песни (G-Dep)





[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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