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sneek rothstein – ride with me كلمات اغاني

[intro: sneek rothstein]
los angeles california man
the city of angels, the city of dreams
the streets is for the crackheads and dope fiends (come take a ride with me)
i represent the drodian movement
and i present to you; king calidro from the last blue city (come take a ride with me)
shoutout to my n_gga dios aka dinotch (come take a ride with me)
california’s own man, stand up for your people!

[verse 1: calidro]
come take a ride with me
smoking that cali weed, come get high with me
front to back, sidе to side
that’s how we vibe homiе
hate it or love it, this california
where n_ggas selling they souls
and tell on they own momma’s, d_mn
my coldest summer’s when i had that missing bumper
taking every backstreet ‘cause i was sagging with the thumper
now i’m tipping down atlantic on the mainline
ain’t worry ‘bout sh_t ‘cause i’m legit
this .45 here is mine
and i’ll put it on your mind, you disrespect mine
stop all that playing with these n_ggas, pay em no mind
i need the cash like 9_5, need overtime
press the line when i grind and do it till i overshine
i’m on a mission, you probably stuck on cloud nine
the new edition, my bars stronger than coke lines
n0body ‘round, i’m smoking weed till i’m underground
and that’s like every day, the nate dogg way
and that’s like every day, the nate dogg way
[verse 2: sneek rothstein]
ayo we running out of time
feel like it’s now or never
if you a go_getter, you better be getting your cheddar
i rep the fourth letter, i’m holding a beretta
there’s a war going on in the streets
n_ggas pillow_talking in the sheets
i’m in the field with the pads and the cleats
too nasty on the beat, so this sh_t disgusting
got no work to eat, yo b_tch steady hustling
coke with the weed, yeah we call it dusting
i been missing it but i ain’t hearing nothing
a lot of tough_talking bluffing
turkeys don’t deserve the greens and the stuffing
too much paint_huffing and gun_bumping, this can’t be real
i tried to chill but i done had enough
poker faces i’m calling your bluff
fake loving gangsters out here acting tough
quick to turn snitch, youngin’ put em in them handcuffs

[verse 3: dios negasi]
you already know my m.o. i’m dope as a oz
raw potency, dope bars make fiends o.d
sneeks; that’s my co_p, we ride on felonies
n_ggas get pressed and go confess to the police
i know some real og’s, did time in the o.p
they drink o.e. and snort coke till they nose bleed
they tell me og, any problems make my phone ring
f_ck a young n_gga, i’ll pop a cap in his dome piece
i gotta tell him chill, ‘fore all that i’ll throw these
sock his gold t__th, he going to sleep; too much codeine
all bark no heart, they p_ssycat; josie
i pull up on your street, chop hairs like a flowbee
i deserve a trophy for scripts, that’s the illest
the sh_t that i write incite murder spree k!llers
them [?] n_ggas still trapped in they feelings
i hope they slit they wrists when they hear this, good riddance

- sneek rothstein

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