[Dresta]
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It ain't nothinglike days when a nigga can roll
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Either slidin on dubs, or rolling daytons and fo's
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Living that life because you only live once
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So whip out your trunk on some Compton funk
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The weather is hot and the hoes is hot
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And they riding your jock because you clocking a knot
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You can be the ugliest homie in the gang
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But your all in the game if your rolling in thangs
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Cuz girls don't care about how a nigga striving
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All they wanna see is what you driving so they can get a ride in
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And nobody knows
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Why the nigga with the flyest lo-lo got the ugliest hoes
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Why the next man, pulling all the good bags
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Niggas like you rather roll with the hoodrats
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The pool party on and its crackin'
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Niggas rapping but ain't no capping or scrapping
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And girlies also listening and crack
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G street stuffed all between the backs
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It feels good another neighborhood function
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Why ain't no riftin, set tripping or nothing
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Niggas straight hanging ten
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Trying to pull some skins till they competent
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Getting high of the chocolate Thai
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Come on and jump inside so we can take a ride
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[Chorus 2x]
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Come on take a ride (take a ride)
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On that westside (on that westide)
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Come on take a ride (take a ride)
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Yeaheeyeah
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(come and take a ride on the wicked ass westside)
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[Dresta]
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Damn another day bright and sunny as the last one
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Time for the Dresta to start pulling fast ones
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See a girl in a Hyundai, I know her
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Pull up to the driver side, spray her with my supersoaker
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Look at how hot it be, no animosity, that's how its got to be
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Just fun and games
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And its cool for kids to act the fool fo they back to school
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Now they skipping they morning cartoons
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They'd rather be outside throwing water balloons
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And ain't nobody trying to act hard
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Got my homie big mike barbequing in the backyard
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Baby loc, shooting jokes like the hood jerk
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Damn a barbeque brings the niggas out the woodwork
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Cuz I ain't seen you in while G
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But to the homies so lets go get some endo and old E
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And shoot the b's bout the old ways
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When we was bad little niggas running round in the old days
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Trying to prove who was boss and who was soft
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Even though I got tough ain't no love loss
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[Chorus 2x]
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take a ride
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take a ride
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take a ride
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(come and take a ride on the wicked ass Westside)
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take a ride
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take a ride
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take a ride with me
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take a ride
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(come and take a ride on the wicked ass Westside)
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[Dresta]
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Pump up the tires, wipe of the wires
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Tighten up the battery cables with the pliers
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Check the gates, now I'm straight
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Bumping that menace to society by mc eiht
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See I got spice, but I'm not the one
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My trigger got no heart, so you gots to run
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The homies caravan kinda deep down the street
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Lo-lo's and jeeps bout to fly to the beach
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Niggas causing havoc, stirring up static
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Blocking off traffic to let homies pass it
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Niggas get stupid, drive crazy
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So my homies faded the funk
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Now its on the toe, hey yo
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We can roll to the beach when its dark
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I heard the individuals is throwing something up at the park
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My homie black gotta coupe but he need a
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Little help cuz the nigga gotta chrome hotter than a heater
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[Chorus 2x]
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Outburst is in the house
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Def Jam is in the house
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Take a mothafuckin' ride with me
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Take a mothafuckin' ride through the Westside
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A mothafuckin' ride, ride yeah
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(come and take a ride on the wicked ass Westside)
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A mothafuckin' ride, ride yeah
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A mothafuckin' ride, ride yeah
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Take A Ride
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| Bg Knocc Out & Dresta |
