Slide N Slide Out Lyrics - Kurupt

Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move 

You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth) 

But at the same time actin a fool (actin a fool) 

I'm a West coast rider, California rider 

I'll put that on my riders, I'ma keep it rider 

And keep it low key, to smash on these motherfuckers 

'fore they smash me, I'm a California rider 

I'm a West coast rider, California rider 

An Eastside, L.A., South Central rider 

{?} rider, spit it how I live it 

I'm a rider and if I ain't got it I gotta get it 

Don't make me act a fool (fool) 

Kick back lil' homey "B" cool, or "C" cool 

Yeah, it's however you wanna take it 

I'ma rider my nigga you must got me mistaken 

with them other niggaz over there, Daz you a rider? 

Nigga you scared, a bitch in disguise 

with a fade and a beard, gestapo went and got robbed 

Plus we authentic over here 

We don't gotta blast, to kill each other off 

We can go hands nigga I'll show you who the boss 

I'm a West coast rider, California rider 

An Eastside, L.A., South Central rider 

Inglewood rider, spit it how I live it 

I'm a rider and if I ain't got it I gotta get it 

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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move 

Tanktop, corduroy, house shoes (house shoes) 

I'm a gangster that just can't lose, yeah 

Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move 

Tanktop, corduroy, house shoes (house shoes) 

I'm a gangster in my gangster shoes, nigga 

Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move. 

I cain't get enough of the block 

I cain't get enough cause I'm stuck on the block 

I'ma Y.A. ride 'til I'm dead on the block 

Entourage 'til I'm gone watchin me until I drop 

Got a pocket full of stones, walkin up and down the block 

See the cops at the corner, real niggaz never stop 

I see death around the corner so I'm hangin on the block 

When I'm gone to the coroner they'll leave me on the block 

I was wrong, got a problem, you can see me on the block 

That's home, Thunderdome, you can meet me at the spot 

Probably catch you at the club sippin Henny on the rocks 

Catch you walkin out the club knock your ass out the box 

I'm a gangster nigga 

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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move 

You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth) 

But at the same time actin a fool (actin a fool) 

I'ma gang-sta ride (that's right) 

And gang-sta glide (and glide) 

I'm gang-sta-fied, I live a gang-sta life 

G to T, that's all I know 

And blowin on dicks, is all she know 

She a ho, and baby give me head on the spot 

She a sucka for a nigga hardhead from the block 

Dear God, don't let a young nigga die broke 

I hold my pistol with pride with every 9 I toke 

It's a tear I done shed 

Another black male on the stairs laid dead 

What more could I do? 

Move up, nigga ain't no rules in the hood 

Too many drugs used in the hood 

We all young black and abused in the hood 

15 years old, they got him doin life 

No sense to keep cruisin I'ma keep cryin 

The judge got a grudge, the D.A. lyin 

You gotta give him mercy, Lord let him breathe 

Good or bad seed he a seed in the soil 

Hold your head soldier I'm right here for you 

And that go for all my homeboys - yuh! 

Slide, slide, roll 'n ride 

Front 'n back, side to side 

Pimpin baby side to side 

So many come to where riders ride 

Slide, slide, roll 'n ride 

Front 'n back, side to side 

Pimpin baby side to side 

Keep it hood, riders ride 

Slide, slide, roll 'n ride 

Front 'n back, side to side 

Pimpin baby side to side 

Death Row how them riders ride 

Yeah, they don't wanna see the Y.A. ride 

They don't wanna see cellmates rise 

They don't wanna see the Pentagon rise 

They don't wanna see the entourage ride 

They don't wanna see Death Row ride 

They don't wanna see.