WC - Wanna Ride (feat. Ice Cube And MC Ren) Lyrics
f/ Ice Cube, MC Ren[WC]Nigga that shit coming together like sweaty ass cheeks, nigga![Intro Ice Cube]*Keep it gangsta y'all repeated *My niggaz thug outYou getting drugged outThese *****es getting loc'ed outWhen we smoke out, cos we chromed outAbout to bomb out[Verse 1 WC]Here ye, here ye, calling all the hawgsFresh outta the whole tank, bouncin up the wallsDub-cee! The bandana president, with the gauge on the ghettoRollin through y'all residentsRunnin the scene this is the king of the carsThugged out baby in my new busta'sGangstas, all of them gangstas, none of them let me see upRidaz throw ya heaterz upLadies, OG'z, sorry that I've been goneBut now I'm back to get my walk on!Swang with the game as I reach out and touch yaTurn the cup up and get ignorant on this mother*****erMayday, mayday!? back in charge*shrilling noise* calling out cars, calling out carsdip, skip through the lane with the bang, bang, bang, janglehoppin' out the SS workin' all them anglesDub-shiest deep the scrilla, and ive got my homeboy[Verse 2 MC Ren]Hell yeah, the mother*****ing villain1 to the 2 to the 3 to the +Hello+Look at these g'z working these fake ass sopranosHere come the Villain with another heaterWith mother*****ing Dub nigga in the two-seaterOn my nuts while I west west y'allGrab that microphone and I test test y'allVillian baritone be like all over y'allWho wanna ball with that Black nigga Ren?Like the Don Mega I'm supreme hustlingDub-cee! Give a ***** if these *****es don't love meyeah![Chorus Ice Cube]I wanna bang, I wanna rideI wanna slang, from the side, do it nowIt's do or dieWe can ball till the wheels fall offAnd let these mother*****ers know they gotta peel us off[Verse 3 WC]Hey, hey, hey, hey, heyUpon em again and I'm er running em again, look at itWith da-da-da-day, with da-da-da-dayDub rock it; let your flag hang from your back pocketDraw on em, on em, on em can't none of emEat with me, eat my style but y'all can't get rid of meI heard y'all C-Walking now, yeah who taught you?What you could say who?Nigga why-I-I-I-I-I oughta smack all the spit out of you!Beat the shit out of you! Get at em dumping, stompingDippin in the 600, saggin in my overalls bluntedFinger and thumb it, quick runThis gangsta shit Dub-Cee runninHere son, steady pumping I come through punkingY'all think y'all rollies, shooting them highstyles like KobeSo shut up and kneel to these Westside paroleesAnd pass the blunt, cos none of ya'll can hold it[Hook X2]We got the niggaz (we got the *****es)We got the killaz (we got the riches)We got the dealers (we hit the switches)We got every *****ing thing you wantAnd we can get it punk ass nigga, if we don't[Verse 4 MC Ren]Who that nigga that you *****ing with?When you want to hear some mother*****ing nigger shitCall the villain and I'll bring hot lyricWaltonville to hit your ***** nigga ren with itY'all need to quit itThis shit legendary, ***** around with it and yo mama get buriedYour first born and that ***** you just married!Who give a ***** pop that baby she just carriedHubbin' all black like my *****ing skin toneHow the ***** you gon talk about the villain, you a cloneBitin every time you bust, who gave all y'all balls to cuss?Weak mother*****ers better say us!So +If it Ain't Ruff+, it ain't my shitMight a bit mad at the ***** that ate my dickHate my clique, *****-man cos I won't hitA nigga that I ain't *****ing wit![Hook X2][All]Please Beelive it, please beelive it, please believe itAwww man gimme one mo' sip of that cognac!
