Dirty - Ride Lyrics
Umm, yes, yes, yes, y'allLet's ride, let's ride, let's rideSho nuffLet's ride, let's ride[Mr. G Stacka]I'm Mr. Everyday ChieferFull of herbAnd this killer ass reefer got a nigger feeling swozyI'm slowly, creepin' up through the hoodAnd I see my niggas, and the smoking real goodSo show a nigga love, what up kinfolkAnd while you at my nigga, won't you past the dopeYou know a nigga has to chokeOf killer both for me, I got the smoke flowing down my throatSo playa won't you ride with meWe can get quizzer in the front of my drop top CaddyWith my heat just ready to skeetSo playa please don't drop no fire on my feetBut it's all good, cause it's much loveAnd I got my mind twisted off kind budI'm screaming out Dirty thugSipping on the Cognac with the hardest buzzSo tell me what it wasWhat it be likeMr. G living up to this gangster lifeAnd it's got me on a flight higher than a kiteAnd my eyes real low so I have no sightI'm feeling really right as I keep flow, through the skyWay past cloud number nineChiefing all the time, blazing on an ounceCause I just can't make it with a nickel or a dimeEverything looking fine in the Gump cityGirls walk around short skirts on looking prettyYou can tell the thugs from the sedityAll the high-class girls always acting nittyBut showing no pity, in the landOf blunt passingNiggas be everlastingWhere Mr. G gone blaze the weedUntil I'm dead and gone off in my casket[Chorus 1-Mr. G]Now take a trip in my 'Lac with meWe can patch inYou can go half on a sack with meWe can find a freaky slut to beatAnd if it come down to itWe
