Lyrics Hoo Ride - Dru Down, Luniz

Hoo Ride

Don’t fuck with those guys man\nBecause they have this certain way of killing people\n(Verse 1: Yukmouth)\nOh no, I think I see the po-po, but how\nI’m outtie five thou wit my coke and a smile\nCause now, the cops will beat yo ass for no reason\nHopped in my shit, hit the strip, cause it’s bitch season\nYou know summer, summer, summer time\nNigga be like love potion number nine\nEspacilly after summer school, ho’s wanna cruise to the house\nWhip it out, bumpin some of Dru’s hits\nCause that shit that she had was real\nPerved off the purple head dank, so you know the deal\nShe gave it up smooth,\nFucked her to, «I Never Had A Love Like This"before the old school\nStephanie Mills, bitch let’s go, we chill\nBig flop, sideways out the parkin lot on three wheels\nDowning 40's non stop, leavin fools\nDropped her off, didn’t want her number\nCause the c*** wasn’t on cool\nWent to the mall so I could get me these, K-Swiss\nSeen my nigga Will&Chris parked at Mickey D’s\nBut as I see, four thick pretty ho’s\nJockin Will&Chris cause they be on show video’s\nDidn’t even trip, cause a bitch thought I was large\nGave me a flyer, to a pool party off Mountain boulevard\nI said, wassup my nigga C wanna go?\nHe said park that shit and hop yo ass in the benzo\nWe went to get the crew but Ted&Ali saw us Now we on our way up they’re wit eight other baller’s\nWe walkin, smokin fatty’s, skee thought we had a work\nWith the back to back caddy’s\nThrow up the sign, now it’s all good\nAll hoodrat’s jockin on our dicks, so you know that the???\nWe ridin out for some pussy, the bitch I fucked this afternoon\nTold some men I raped her, how could she?\nThe nigga musta been her folks but\nHe’s walkin 'round talkin shit, so I guess he wanna a low cut\nBut my crew couldn’t wait\nMeech&C&H started slammin hella nigga’s threw da wooden gate\nKevy-Kev, and Will, was firin up bomb, wit my nigga’s from the 6−5 Ville\nStill, it’s goin on, Dru and Tank in the corner gettin blunted\nNiggas gettin the ass beat wit technique twelve hundred’s\nCause in the (record skips), Oakland niggas don’t play\nSomebody from the Rollin 20's sprayed a ak Cause ain’t nothin but a G thang baby\nBitches hoppin out the pool wit G-strings\nRunnin like crazy\nAsses wiggling, didn’t see no gentlemen\nBut I seen Dino pull the chopper out his pendelton\nNumskull and Black Donnie was snatchin bitches swinsuits off\nWit Rappin Ronny, Asani, and Ant Banks pulled up on the set\nBefore I could speak, buff ass meaks\nHad swamped them nigga’s on they necks\nFuck gettin smoked, I got ghost wit superside\nI think a few died, because of that hoo ride\n[Verse 2: Numskull)\nAs usual, full of liqour, don’t even give a fuck\nSpotted a hoochie, but really don’t know if she wanna give it up She was all that, fuckable for certain\nAnd if she got a nigga then what he don’t know won’t hurt him\nShe said her man was a playa hata\nI started thinkin bout banks, but the pussy was on stank\nShe steady givin me actions, so what\nThen I’m got some patna’s wit me, so hey do you have some cuzzards\nShe laughed it off, but I’m serious\nI got no answer, but I know it’s cool, cause she curious\nI’m steady watchin my back, cause I don’t trust a ho For as I know, but I still wanna fuck though\nSo I’m lougin, lookin for her nigga\nShe wanted to get drunk, and took a swig of my malt liqour\nFirst, she was actin sneaky\nThe crazy H was in her system and she started gettin freaky\nHer nigga seen what was happenin, he was gettin jealous\nHe was ready to swap, so he called his fella’s\nDru Down had seen that nigga swearin up He called Yuk, and C, so I think it’s about fair enough\nI heard some knuckle’s crack, nigga’s got boggled, black\nThe only thing I see is nigga’s gettin stumbled back\nThey gettin stomped to a pulp\nSeen some fool lookin like Shelton and choked his ass wit a???\nYukmouth was drop kickin nigga’s like splinter\nWhen it was done, I seen hella nigga’s injured\nYou betta think 'fore you step cause we high\nLeavin busta’s for dead, cause of that hoo ride\n[Verse 3: Dru Down)\nI had to checkmate this nigga\nListen to the trigger go bang, I seen my patna him slangin thangs\nI mean dogs, so I said wassup y’all\nThey didn’t know what was up so I coughed up my guts somethin fat\nSomethin put that heat in that ass\nI’ma make that ass fast, I’ma make that ass dash (goin down)\nI said get off my folks black, and take that and this\nAnd 'fore I spect wit my??? Bitch\nBrotha’s bein sucka’s in the nine-trey, leadin to the nine-fo'\nGettin information from ho’s\nAnd as you know, that’s a no-no, in the East «O»\nListenin to a bitch, startin shit, you got to go The girls got yo head bent\nI’m tellin you to check you bitch because the bitch fear\nBut now the nigga started actin high-powered\nBut I can see if yo ass had some dollar’s\nHe let the ho get his into a bucket\nMeech mopped that ass, he peeped the flash, and said fuck it You know it’s on, kicks to the dome\nBut I still can’t see how that muthafucka made it home\nWe made sure he touched everything from the inside to the outside\nCause it’s a hoo ride\n(Dru Down)\nYeah, Luni muthafuckin tunes in the house\nNine-for, Nine-three