That nigga Daz and Dub C in motherfucker (What's nigga?) what we got to do, every day all day And if you know, now you know So get it right,
Yah and it goes that Gangsta shit, nuttin' but gangsta Gangsta shit, nuttin' but shit WC, Daz, Daz Gangsta shit, but gangsta shit
Just ridin' (Just high) Just by (Just by) on, don't trip, don't trip
Just ridin' (Just high) ridin' by (Just by) Come on, don't trip, don't
It's like chill, why do we have to and get ill On what we the dollar, dollar bill? You can get killed for paint job and wheels Oh my, oh my, I love the dollar, bill Oh juicy, be like when he shot steel Put the up on you and be out with the loot Slang coke or weed,
You got pinky the cup of blood got spilled Shit outta luck, ain't no refills I'm deadlier then ever What I got'll see through armor shield Show you breakdown with bills Recognize the real side that'll and kill for sure
Just ridin' (Just high) ridin' by (Just by) Come on, don't trip, don't
ridin' high (Just high) Just by (Just by) Come on, trip, don't trip
in the bag rollin' all day Blue six with [unverified] called [unverified] Age sixteen, I'm tired of mom's mouth "Motherfucker get a job or get ya ass out" A wild seed, influenced by the G's Strong bombing, pistol whipping and twisting niggas for It's the method, barrel start by the jail
Wreck a one [unverified] the real stretch marks A juvenile packing And when I'm close to a third I got more stripes then a zebra Will I live and make it out of the but will I die? Only God knows nigga but for now I know I'm just
ridin' high (Just high) Just by (Just by) Come on, don't trip, trip
Just high (Just high) ridin' by (Just by) Come on, trip, don't trip
You got the hand, take control and take command Get your blast over and cut the bullshit I the need the in a hurry By the end of the day I'm 'em, don't worry Sorta like a dream or a storybook, a born all the bustas that snitch, now I'ma black book
It took a while, so broke it's hard to smile Hard living, trying to be grown I'm a child by negativity Running and stealing, running security Something like a Drugs, to county jails, penitentiaries My background history the game is so trickory
Now what's the remedy, should we strive, the is killing me Or we lay down in a cell shit's forgiving me? Criminal activity, sales are killing me (A bunch or syllables said fast) Just I'm tired of living the life of
Just The of the deaf, dumb and blind Just Why do we have to and get ill trip It's all about the dollar, bill
Just high (Just high) Just by (Just by) Come on, don't trip, don't
Just ridin' (Just high) ridin' by (Just by) on, don't trip, don't trip
You motherfuckers to know what the gang was all about And now you know, you ain't got to look no WC and nigga Daz Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, shit Sucka, 99-2G, whoo
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