wc – wanna ride lyrics
look at this sh-t
coming together like sweaty -ss cheeks, n-gg-
keep it gangsta ya’ll
please believe it
keep it gangsta ya’ll
my n-gg-s thug out
keep it gangsta ya’ll
you getting drug out
keep it gangsta ya’ll
these b-tches 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
sw-ng with the gang as i reach out and touch yah
throw my cup and get ignorant out this motherf-cker
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
h-ll yeah, the mother f-cking villain
one to the two to the three to the – h-llo
look at these gs working these…
here come the villain with another heater
with mother f-cking, dub, n-gg- 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 n-gg- red?
like the dime n-gg-
i’m supreme hustling
w.c.
give a f-ck if these b-tches 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 mother f-ckers know they got to peel us off
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 mother f-ckers know they got to peel us off
gangsta
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
up under the gun. running a game
waddada day
wadada day
dub lock it
let your flag hang from your back pocket
none of them. none of them none of them
can’t none of them get wit me.
peep my style but you can’t get rid of me
i heard your c walking now.
we’ll who taught you?
what you could see who?
n-gg-, why i out to smack all the spit out yah
beat the sh-t out yah
get out the dump and stomp it
dip into the 600
sagging in my overalls. blunted
thinking of …
quit fronting
cause gangsta sh-t wc running
head hunting
steadily pumping.
i come though punking
ya’ll for ya’ll rodies
shooting a life style like colby’s
so shut up and kneel to these west side parolees
and p-ss the 40s
cause can’t none of you bustas hold me
ride 3
we got the n-gg-s. we got the b-tches
we got the killas. we got the riches
we got the dealers. we hit the switches
we got every f-cking thing you want
and we can get it, punk–ss n-gg-, if you don’t
we got the n-gg-s. we got the b-tches
we got the killas we got the ritches
we got the dealers. we hit the switches
we got every f-cking thing you want
and we can get it, punk–ss n-gg-, if you don’t
who that n-gg- that you f-cking with?
who?
when you wanna hear some motherf-ckng n-gg- sh-t
ooh
called a villain and i bring hot lyrics
…hit your b-tch
n-gg- ran wit it
ya’ll need to quit it
this sh-t legendary
f-ck around with us and your mama get buried
your fist born and that b-tch you just married
who give a f-ck bout that baby she just carried
up in all black like my f-cking skin tone
how the f-ck you gonna talk a bout the villain?
you a phone
biting every time you bust
who gave all your b-lls a …
weak motherf-ckers better say us
so if it aint rough, it aint my sh-t
might have been… my b-tch, it aint my d-ck
hate my click
b-tch mad cause i wont hit
or a n-gg- i aint f-cking with
it’s the villain
(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 mother f-ckers know they got to peel us off
gangsta
please believe it
please believe it
please believe it…
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