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wc - wanna ride (featuring ice cube & mc ren) lyrics
[wc]
n-gg- that sh-t coming together like sweaty -ss cheeks, n-gg-!
[intro– ice cube]
-keep it gangsta y’all repeated –
my n-gg-z thug out
you getting drugged out
these b-tches getting loc’ed out
when we smoke out, cos we chromed out
about to bomb out
[verse 1 – wc]
here ye, here ye, calling all the hawgs
fresh outta the whole tank, bouncin up the walls
dub-cee! the bandana president, with the gauge on the ghetto
rollin through y’all residents
runnin the scene this is the king of the cars
thugged out baby in my new busta’s
gangstas, all of them gangstas, none of them let me see up
ridaz throw ya heaterz up
ladies, og’z, sorry that i’ve been gone
but now i’m back to get my walk on!
sw-ng with the game as i reach out and touch ya
turn the cup up and get ignorant on this motherf-cker
“mayday, mayday!†back in charge
-shrilling noise- calling out cars, calling out cars
dip, skip through the lane with the bang, bang, bang, jangle
hoppin’ out the ss workin’ all them angles
dub-shiest deep the scrilla, and ive got my homeboy
[verse 2 – mc ren]
h-ll yeah, the motherf-cking villain
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the +h-llo+
look at these g’z working these fake -ss sopranos
here come the villain with another heater
with motherf-cking dub n-gg- in the two-seater
on my nuts while i west west y’all
grab that microphone and i test test y’all
villian baritone be like all over y’all
who wanna ball with that black n-gg- ren?
like the don mega i’m supreme hustling
dub-cee! give a f-ck if these b-tches don’t love me
yeah!
[chorus – ice cube]
i wanna bang, i wanna ride
i wanna slang, from the side, do it now
it’s do or die
we can ball till the wheels fall off
and let these motherf-ckers know they gotta peel us off
[verse 3 – wc]
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
upon em again and i’m er running em again, look at it
with da-da-da-day, with da-da-da-day
dub rock it; let your flag hang from your back pocket
draw on em, on em, on em can’t none of em
eat with me, eat my style but y’all can’t get rid of me
i heard y’all c-walking now, yeah who taught you?
what you could say who?
n-gg- why-i-i-i-i-i oughta smack all the spit out of you!
beat the sh-t out of you! get at em dumping, stomping
dippin in the 600, saggin in my overalls blunted
finger and thumb it, quick run
this gangsta sh-t dub-cee runnin
here son, steady pumping i come through punking
y’all think y’all rollies, shooting them highstyles like kobe
so shut up and kneel to these westside parolees
and p-ss the blunt, cos none of ya’ll can hold it
[hook x2]
we got the n-gg-z (we got the b-tches)
we got the killaz (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 we don’t
[verse 4 – mc ren]
who that n-gg- that you f-cking with?
when you want to hear some motherf-cking n-gg-r sh-t
call the villain and i’ll bring hot lyric
waltonville to hit your b-tch n-gg- ren with it
y’all need to quit it
this sh-t legendary, f-ck around with it and yo mama get buried
your first born and that b-tch you just married!
who give a f-ck pop that baby she just carried
hubbin’ all black like my f-cking skin tone
how the f-ck you gon talk about the villain, you a clone
bitin every time you bust, who gave all y’all b-lls to cuss?
weak motherf-ckers better say us!
so +if it ain’t ruff+, it ain’t my sh-t
might a bit mad at the b-tch that ate my d-ck
hate my clique, b-tch-man cos i won’t hit
a n-gg- that i ain’t f-cking wit!
[hook x2]
[all]
please beelive it, please beelive it, please believe it
awww man gimme one mo’ sip of that cognac!
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