Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How G's Ride, artist - Master P. Album song Ice Cream Man, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
How G's Ride |
Ugh |
Niggas be trying to figure out how we roll out here in Cali |
You know what I’m saying |
Richmond California |
My little partners be rolling like Silkk fool |
Verse 1 |
6 deep hittin switches, thats how us G’s ride |
Candy paint with them gold daytons side to side |
Niggas straight fucking bumpin |
Niggas trippin, think I’m from Compton |
I’m from that southside of Richmond where that hang ya |
Put you in a motherfucking 6 inch slanger |
Lay you down, drop you to your knees, you want some chesse |
Break me off some ends before I make your ass bleed |
]From your nose to your mouth up and outtie |
Niggas talking shit cause Master P is gettin rowdy |
Got the southside, hoop ride throwin' a 40 |
Niggas gangbangin like they straight retarded |
Throwin up signs, Niggas in line |
Bitches hollerin' hoo-ride, Niggas steady dying |
I’m from the southside 23rd street |
And my little homie Tony from the hills, may he rest in peace |
No longer with the crew or the click |
But to the niggas that did this shit, we gonna go thick click |
And get them thangs and hang ya |
Fuckin' round, keep 1 up in the chamber |
Richmond niggas don’t play cuz we ballin' |
And I got this thang sowed up from New Orleans |
Coming like a southside gator |
And when we roll on your spot, beware of the tru terminators |
Chorus (Master P): |
6 deep is how us G’s ride |
Candy paint gold daytons hittin' switches from side to side |
6 deep is how us G’s ride |
Candy paint gold daytons hittin' switches from side to side |
Verse 2 |
Well it’s Friday, I’m sideways about the highway |
Bitchs doing it my way, got 2 for 5, everyday all day |
Cuz I gots to get paid, gets mine in the 9, thats why I stay strapped |
Everyday I gots to put it down, it be like that |
I have a pocket full of stones, I gots like clock now |
It was kinda hot outside so I had to puts the top down |
I be like breezin' threw the East Bay |
R-I-C-H-M-0-N to the C-A, that’s where I still be at each day |
6 deep is how us G’s ride |
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side |
6 deep is how us G’s ride |
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side |
Verse 3: |
Big Ed be puttin' it down like that, made more ass than the Hilton |
On my way to this hoe’s house, bang that ass until its tiltin' |
Now I’m rollin', holdin' onto a fat nickel plated 9 |
I blasted at him who trying to take mine so forget the 1 time |
So when a brother rolls up, hold up |
Don’t make me plug your trick ass like a donut |
See Big Ed’s about that mint green |
Got them hoes' fiending for this dick, like it was laced with nicotine |
Killa pussy got 'em slippin up in the hood |
Them Green Berets up in Richmond, I know they up to no good |
Tried to jet me on that down low |
I have more niggas shootin’s up your set then the feds did at Waco |
Player haters could never stop me |
Cuz I’m a No Limit Nigga and got more Crew then Motley |
So if you ever try to play me like a hoe |
I’m hanging up out the door, with the 44, nigga drive slow |
6 deep is how us G’s ride |
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side |
6 deep is how us G’s ride |
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side |
And we up and outtie, it looks cloudy |
Cuz yall niggas spinning daytons |
(No Limit niggas) on your motherfuckers turf |
(Soldier For Life, No Limit 4-Life) |
And for all yall niggas that done sold out |
We be keeping it real |
Independent, black owned |
Running our own shit |
We drop shit anytime we want to, anytime we ready |
How many yall niggas can say that? |
I just might drop something tomorrow |