Wanna Ride Lyrics - Ice Cube

Nigga that shit coming together 

Like sweaty ass cheeks, nigga 

Keep it gangsta y'all 

Keep it gangsta y'all 

My niggaz thug out, you getting drugged out 

These bitches getting loc'ed out 

When we smoke out, 'cause we chromed out 

About to bomb out 

Here ye, here ye, calling all the hawgs 

Fresh outta the whole tank, bouncin' up the walls 

Dub-cee, the bandanna 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 

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Ladies, OG'z, sorry that I've been gone 

But now I'm back to get my walk on 

Swang with the game as I reach out and touch ya 

Turn the cup up and get ignorant on this motherfucker 

Mayday, mayday, back in charge 

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 I've got my homeboy 

Hell yeah, the motherfucking villain 

1 to the 2 to the 3 to the, hello 

Look at these g'z working these fake ass sopranos 

Here come the Villain with another heater 

With motherfucking Dub nigga 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 

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Who wanna ball with that Black nigga Ren? 

Like the Don Mega I'm supreme hustling 

Dub-cee, give a fuck if these bitches don't love me 

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 motherfuckers know they gotta peel us off 

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 motherfuckers know they gotta peel us off 

Gangsta 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 

Upon 'em again and I'm er running 'em again, look at it 

With da-da-day, with 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? 

Nigga why I oughta smack all the spit out of you 

Beat the shit 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 shit Dub-Cee runnin' 

Here son, steady pumping I come through punking 

Y'all think y'all rollies, shooting them high styles like Kobe 

So shut up and kneel to these West side parolees 

And pass the blunt, 'cause none of y'all can hold it 

We got the niggaz 

(We got the bitches) 

We got the killaz 

(We got the riches) 

We got the dealers 

(We hit the switches) 

We got every fucking thing you want 

And we can get it punk ass nigga, if we don't 

We got the niggaz 

(We got the bitches) 

We got the killaz 

(We got the riches) 

We got the dealers 

(We hit the switches) 

We got every fucking thing you want 

And we can get it punk ass nigga, if we don't 

Who that nigga that you fucking with? 

When you want to hear some motherfucking nigger shit 

Call the villain and I'll bring hot lyric 

Waltonville to hit your bitch nigga ren with it 

Y'all need to quit it 

This shit legendary, fuck around 

With it and yo mama get buried 

Your first born and that bitch you just married 

Who give a fuck pop that baby, she just carried 

Hubbin' all black like my fucking skin tone 

How the fuck you gon' talk about the villain, you a clone 

Bitin' every time you bust, who gave all y'all balls to cuss? 

Weak motherfuckers better say us 

So if it ain't Ruff, it ain't my shit 

Might a bit mad at the bitch that ate my dick 

Hate my clique, bitch-man 'cause I won't hit 

A nigga that I ain't fucking wit' 

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 motherfuckers know they gotta peel us off 

Gangsta 

Please believe it, please believe it 

Please believe it, please believe it 

Please believe it, please believe it 

Please believe it, please believe it 

Please believe it, please believe it