[Bridge]
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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
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You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth)
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But at the same time actin a fool (actin a fool)
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[Verse One]
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I'm a West coast rider, California rider
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I'll put that on my riders, I'ma keep it rider
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And keep it low key, to smash on these motherfuckers
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'fore they smash me, I'm a California rider
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I'm a West coast rider, California rider
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An Eastside, L.A., South Central rider
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{?} rider, spit it how I live it
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I'm a rider and if I ain't got it I gotta get it
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Don't make me act a fool (fool)
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Kick back lil' homey "B" cool, or "C" cool
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Yeah, it's however you wanna take it
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I'ma rider my nigga you must got me mistaken
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with them other niggaz over there, Daz you a rider?
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Nigga you scared, a bitch in disguise
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with a fade and a beard, gestapo went and got robbed
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Plus we authentic over here
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We don't gotta blast, to kill each other off
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We can go hands nigga I'll show you who the boss
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I'm a West coast rider, California rider
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An Eastside, L.A., South Central rider
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Inglewood rider, spit it how I live it
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I'm a rider and if I ain't got it I gotta get it
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[Chorus]
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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
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Tanktop, corduroy, house shoes (house shoes)
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I'm a gangster that just can't lose, yeah
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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
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Tanktop, corduroy, house shoes (house shoes)
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I'm a gangster in my gangster shoes, nigga
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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move..
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[Verse Two]
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I cain't get enough of the block
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I cain't get enough cause I'm stuck on the block
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I'ma Y.A. ride 'til I'm dead on the block
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Entourage 'til I'm gone watchin me until I drop
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Got a pocket full of stones, walkin up and down the block
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See the cops at the corner, real niggaz never stop
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I see death around the corner so I'm hangin on the block
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When I'm gone to the coroner they'll leave me on the block
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I was wrong, got a problem, you can see me on the block
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That's home, Thunderdome, you can meet me at the spot
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Probably catch you at the club sippin Henny on the rocks
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Catch you walkin out the club knock your ass out the box
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I'm a gangster nigga
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[Bridge]
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Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
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You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth)
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But at the same time actin a fool (actin a fool)
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[Verse Three]
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I'ma gang-sta ride (that's right)
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And gang-sta glide (and glide)
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I'm gang-sta-fied, I live a gang-sta life
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G to T, that's all I know
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And blowin on dicks, is all she know
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She a ho, and baby give me head on the spot
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She a sucka for a nigga hardhead from the block
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Dear God, don't let a young nigga die broke
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I hold my pistol with pride with every 9 I toke
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It's a tear I done shed
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Another black male on the stairs laid dead
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What more could I do?
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Move up, nigga ain't no rules in the hood
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Too many drugs used in the hood
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We all young black and abused in the hood
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15 years old, they got him doin life
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No sense to keep cruisin I'ma keep cryin
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The judge got a grudge, the D.A. lyin
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You gotta give him mercy, Lord let him breathe
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Good or bad seed he a seed in the soil
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Hold your head soldier I'm right here for you
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And that go for all my homeboys - yuh!
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[Bridge]
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Slide, slide, roll 'n ride
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Front 'n back, side to side
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Pimpin baby side to side
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So many come to where riders ride
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Slide, slide, roll 'n ride
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Front 'n back, side to side
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Pimpin baby side to side
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Keep it hood, riders ride
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Slide, slide, roll 'n ride
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Front 'n back, side to side
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Pimpin baby side to side
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Death Row how them riders ride
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[Outro]
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Yeah, they don't wanna see the Y.A. ride
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They don't wanna see cellmates rise
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They don't wanna see the Pentagon rise
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They don't wanna see the entourage ride
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They don't wanna see Death Row ride
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They don't wanna see..
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Slide N Slide Out
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| Kurupt |
