Lyrics:
off whatever you goin' through
Just sit back an' relax to the sound of the sax
I'm hood but that don't mean I ride around wit the rats
I work an'
Ride wit ya bae, wit ya bae, wit ya baby
Ride wit ya bae, wit ya bae, wit ya baby
Ride wit ya bae, wit ya bae, wit ya baby
You ride with ya baby & life
Ah, yeah
Da Fat Gangsta
You gotta flow, Joe, you gotta flow, Joe
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know, Joe
You gotta flow, Joe, you
Fat Joe
And that bitch, Remy Martin
We thuggin'
You know the rest
Got the tank top on that show the vest
I know some chickens that be
to feel the wrath from the way we spit
Break bread when you ride with this
It'll take the edge off the grimyness
And all the vibes that we represent
Ight Go
follow us, what, these bitches swallow us
And you wonder why you can't find us
[Fat Joe]
I ?ton and tender? wit millionaires, gave a million stares
got some drank from that boy with that bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I
on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long
Drop roll barre, that what I want
I'm comin on down jammin
you ain't fuckin' just walk on by
All you bitches just walk on by
Verse 2-Fat Joe
I once knew a girl by the name of Savannah
met her
why you can't find us
[Fat Joe]
I ?ton and tender? wit millionaires, gave a million stares
Made a million scared, my beats don' knocked
the paper plates on 'em (Money boy, woo)
And if you think I'm playin' wit' you (Playin' wit' you )
I ride on you niggas (Yeah)
I ride on you niggas
I ride
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
turned us into collateral
By taken our mommies & daddies too
Now we on a whole nother latitude
We bout to pull on your Avenue
You scared of us niggas wit
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
Pump ya breaks
Chump to be safe you'd probably ride a
Bike wit' a helmet on it
If I ride ya helmet gone
I clap the gats 'til e'ry shell is gone
We don't
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see how you rock wit' it (rock wit' it)
Ride the beat, baby, drop wit' it (drop wit
[Intro: Joe Budden]
AYOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
[Chorus 1: Nate Dogg]
Come quick, see
If you have a way wit' me
I know you wanna play me
All night, night,
Grind culture spook gang shit nigga
Yea
Aye we on some other shit mane
They ain't fucking wit us you hear me
And if they ain't fucking wit us they
When I ride my anger subside
I'm just freeing space in my mind
I'm an optimist on his prime
Ya hand out... You gettin nada
Unless you wit the borgata
right here, you heard
I used to be Jaffe Joe, I used to be Killa
I think I'ma go with something different this year
I'ma go with
Hook
J.R. Writer
lets slide!
If you wan' ride!
Car iz out side!
Gangstaz lets ride!
[Chorus 2: Nate Dogg w/ (Joe Budden)]
This is a gangsta party(Uh, uh)
We came
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