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too hort - something to ride to lyrics

-ant banks-

ahhhhhh sh-t
now let me warm it up
i got the gin and juice and im a poor em cup
to get smooth in the mood that im in
so lets start riding till this mother f-cker ends
and hit the main strip, where the hoes be hanging
spitting some game and trying to throw that thang
on any young n-gg-r with some ends
a mobile phone and a drop top benz
take it from me, see
cuz i know what its about
kick a big fat d-ck in a b-tches mouth
and keep riding, high siding, but dont front
n-gg-r serve that sh-t, dont be no punk
and while the n-gg-rs keep jocking
i be scoping
all the fine -ss freaks of oakland
thats where i reside, and where i always will be
the city of killers, dope dealers and still we
chill like players, and like pimps
mack all hoes and slap all simps
the big bad-ss, im from the dangerous crew
i just hang with the gang like its the thang to do
now mother f-ckers cant face the facts that im doing this
rapping and producing and they cant even ruin this
see everybody knows the banksta
the big d-ck gangsta whos f-cking with dank and clocking the bank
and im a get mine in the 9 os
i mean the money, the fame, and the and the big thick fine hoes
im pulling up right beside you
b-mping this funky -ss sh-t to ride to.

-pooh man-

now heres some sh-t for you to ride to punk
fifteeens slamming hard in my god d-mn trunk
from tenth ave, to a hundred and fifth
young players ride the foothill strip
they ride chevys, cougars, blazers, vettes
five 60 benzos with ferrari kits
they love fine -ss b-tches, rolex watch
top let down on the c-ke white drop
i love my high schools cuties
muscle bound booties
pools a hoes so you know i had to do my duties
i got to have it like a rabbit
f-ck her like a champ
i tell you n-gg-r im a pro with these high school tramps
they say young minds, make good times
see im a player so let me give an o 9
alicia, tina, marie, and evette
she wanna ride punk b-tch you can ride my d-ck
now shawnetta, shawnda, an rida too
now heres a shot to the whole slug crew
talk bad punk b-tch but its always pooh
kiss my -ss and spend your cash, on this sh-t to ride to

-goldy-

pushing my dank c-ke into the key and start the engine
hit song, joking time, smoking, donuts while im spinning
a tight haffa fullest engine with duels, and counts
f-ck a spare tire in my trunk, its boom, that slams
cuz im a young brotha like to burn rubber yo ? ? ? out of lanes
i pump it, while ya b-mp her, so ya change
than i take a pitched out, exterior interior window
they wax me, then they buff me, n-gg-rs dont love me now im tipped out
now im coming fresh from the detail shop
going to the lee-male spots
looking for the female c-ck
i feel the b-ss and woofer kick my chest like a heartbeat
went to the curb, when i saw the -ss of a dark freak
so i pulled up slamming short dogg
i said “hey”, she said (snort)
i said d-mn im f-cking warthog
so i smashed out doing 90
covered her -ss up with the smoke i left behind me
the metly stently flowed in my ears like oxygen
too short pulling the b-ss, got the hoes on our jocks again
f-cking with the hooties, with booties, and big t-tties
thats potent, but all i is cheese for a rodent
got a ticket doing 60 in a school crossing
picking up my young c-ck for some cool tossing
defermation of character, racially slandering
but all im ever givin ya is pimping and pandering
so please let me go off of some
because i could be at home in my bed tossing her
i make like altune, quick to value human dash
hit the freeway cuz i cant play when i got some -ss
respect a player and an o g thats what they told me
mhisani nickname goldy

-too short-

now i come from the mother f-cking eastside
so shut the f-ck up b-tch and just ride
im short dogg, hoe you cant front me
since my very first alb-m i was funky
b-tches start seeing them dollar signs
even though i wouldnt give a broke b-tch one dime
its kind of funny, they want money from a pimp
b-tch, you couldnt get 50 cents
i take a gap from your -ss and then i owe you the rest
i know the game hoe, and im a vet
playing broads aint based on love
you want my money, i wanna f-ck
and after we do all that, i talk about you in my next rap
beyotch!! kiss my pimping -ss
cause all the time i didnt have this cash
wouldnt call, wouldnt give me your number
i couldnt see ya like stevie wonder
i made a hit record
now i got money
you wanna play $hort dogg for a dummy
but i come from the mother f-cking eastside
you suck my d-ck so i let the fake b-tch ride
dangerous music is on the mike
and like banks always say, “this sh-t is tight”

-unknown voice- — note – below the words are probably very inaccurate.

now thats some sh-t i ride
puff daddy and k-5 will go, buuuut
i got my partner ant banks sittin on something real phat
i got my partner short, sittin on the hood of a cadillac
i got eveybody rolling
i got kool-aid, he aint spilling and he aint trippin
i got ol t b with his big ol fat -ss
i got everybody
i got ? , but he aint got no skin on his d-ck cuz he f-ck too much
i got ah, i got ol dirty arm but that my partna though
cuz hes super clean, super side, super everything
i got footy and jerry, he trying to dred, but that aint whats happening
i got a, sh-t who else i got, i got i got face, pooh, thats my partna
h-ll look through a broad his face so big
i got ah, i got pow pow, he looking like liners; he kind of filthy
but thats my partna though, i aint going to talk bad
i aint going to talk bad
no i aint going to rank out
oh kitty wing, thats my partna peppermint patty
i aint going to talk about him
i aint going to talk about huh
cuz he might beat me up send the block out on me
i dont want the block to through on me
oh too clean (barking sounds)
we got ah, we got hist dancers(what about chris hicks baby? )
chris hicks thatz my that my steven shikal, he living lavish
oh else we got, who else we got in the crew that you want me to rank on
the tin man mo, thats pah prince of darkness, thats my dark partna
my counter, thats my darkside
who else we got, who else we got
we got foothill, oh i didnt get clim, his teeth glow in the dark

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