Ridin' High Lyrics - Singles - Daz Dillinger

That nigga Daz and Dub C in this motherfucker 

(What's happening nigga?) 

Doing what we got to do, every day all day 

And if you didn't know, now you know 

So get it right, beeootch 

Yah and it goes like that 

Gangsta shit, nuttin' but gangsta shit 

Gangsta shit, nuttin' but gangsta shit 

WC, Daz, nigga Daz 

Gangsta shit, nuttin' but gangsta shit 

Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

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Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

It's like chill, why do we have to fool and get ill 

On what we call the dollar, dollar bill? 

You can get killed for that paint job and wheels 

Oh my, oh my, I love the dollar, dollar bill 

Oh juicy, be like [unverified] when he shot steel 

Put the blame up on you and be out with the loot 

Slang coke or weed, pills 

You got pinky when the cup of blood got spilled 

Shit outta luck, there ain't no refills 

I'm more deadlier then ever 

What I got'll see through your armor shield 

Show you breakdown with your bills 

Recognize the real side that'll ride and kill 

Just for sure 

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Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

Chronic's in the bag rollin' all day 

Blue [unverified] six with [unverified] called [unverified] 

Age sixteen, I'm tired of hearing mom's mouth 

"Motherfucker get a job or get ya punk ass out" 

A little wild seed, influenced by the G's 

Strong bombing, pistol whipping and twisting niggas for cheese 

It's the normal method, barrel start by the jail 

Wreck a long one [unverified] the real stretch marks 

A juvenile packing millimeters 

And when I'm close to doing a third 

Nigga I got more stripes then a zebra 

Will I live and make it out of the ghetto but will I die? 

Only God knows nigga but for now I just know I'm just 

Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

You got the upper hand, take control and take command 

Get your blast over with and cut the bullshit 

I the need the chips in a hurry 

By the end of the day I'm having 'em, don't worry 

Sorta like a dream or a storybook, a born crook 

Shook all the bustas that snitch, now I'ma black book 

It took a while, being so broke it's hard to smile 

Hard living, trying to be grown when I'm a child 

Overshadowed by negativity 

Running and stealing, running from security 

Something like a mystery 

Drugs, bitches to county jails, penitentiaries 

My background history 'cuz the game is so trickory 

Now what's the remedy, should we strive, the streets is killing me 

Or should we lay down in a cell shit's forgiving me? 

Criminal activity, crack sales are killing me 

(A bunch or syllables said really fast) 

Just chill 

I'm tired of living the life of crime 

Just chill 

The life of the deaf, dumb and blind 

Just chill 

Why do we have to fool and get ill 

Don't trip 

It's all about the dollar, dollar bill 

Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

Just ridin' high 

(Just ridin' high) 

Just ridin' by 

(Just ridin' by) 

Come on, don't trip, don't trip 

You motherfuckers wanted to know what the gang was all about 

And now you know, you ain't got to look no further 

WC and that nigga Daz 

Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, gangsta shit 

Sucka, 98-97 99-2G, whoo 

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