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Aw aw wow aw wow ah yeah hee Aw aw wow aw wow ah yeah hee Ride, and slide in my G-Ride All you freaks out there Come'on an' Ride 'n slide in
side I know some vat's on the East side Some my homeys wanna G-ride We're brining up the lower Eastside I got homeys on the South side I know some vat's
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I'm feinin Tryna wet something We slidin, the lil homie in the back Got a drum on his shit, He tryna empty out his strap We slidin, this a GLE G-Ride
heard he told Then why you be wit em You must got beef wit em Sneak diss we sleeping em Them choppers sweeping him Them grides came from ot me an lil Ke
counter Hop in the G-Ride just to say it's rented The windows tinted, niggas know wassup in it I'm deep in the gutta, nigga known for spinnin God forgive
you're walkin', aim straight and keep goin' The rhymes are ?gumblin'? and the tribe is still, flowin' Fo'-deep in the G-ride... (G-ide, G-ride..) Tryna
knives and we got sticks and we got drums too Bitches flockin' to the G-ride every time I come through (CJ) Big chains on, uh, wrist game on, uh Pullin'
Glock (Bop) Pull up on 'em in that G-ride (G-ride) Bands all on in my Levi's (Levi's) Find out y'all snitchin' Chopper knock you out of your knee highs
give a fuck who's inside His little sis' caught the fuckin slug so I jumps in the g-ride Feelin cold as I look at the murder metal Hear the sirens so I
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forn I A then gone Sing wit' me Westcoast Westside Eastside Yea thas' right No L's G-Ride Daygo Seaside No-Cal So -Cal Downtown We blow loud L.A County
Yeah Yeah ADVERTISING SWENDAL I tell ya bout that fuccin G-Ride G-ride 2 in front 3 in the bacc Hopped in the g ride we parked in the 6 Off
sexy sum' bitch, bout to swing another Vick I be chillin in the sticks, in my G-Ride takin flicks Bring her down bust her down, imma take her down quick
Ur hynas chilling in the backseat of my G-Ride Score a goal between her thick thighs, like im Cristian Dog my mom always mad as fuck, pull your
a little too fly for these type of guys Something's going down, I can see it in their eyes Matter of fact, the car looks like a G-Ride gangster I, think
He gon pull up in that g-ride In that g-ride Them niggas they know how we slide From the east side My nigga don't like to beatbox He say it's smoke We
that I don't know better It's black and white And if I leave I may not make it back tonight But I hop in the G-Ride anyway Head to the east side
to spin my partments, park that G-Ride like a stop sign Choppa bullets all up in my pistol we dont tote 9s Free all of my brothers down that road, they
youth no diɛ daa ye wo abontɛn We never saying never - We never saying never Everyday we dey gride for the street small time the man dem comfam We dey
The Boys on the tip, and they trying to creep Had a G-ride, so I suggest that we punch it Grover was driving, and doing about a hundred Hit a corner
realize where gangs hanging Ain't the place to raise a damn baby Tryin' to be an OG means you gotta G-Ride But if you G-Ride one time is gonna who-ride
cold when I flow, bow down to Death Row Three wheel motion, comin' through coastin' Who's that nigga in the G-ride screamin' out M.O.B.? Nigga, we ride
At the spot, 61st, 40 blocks from the Eastside Where most of the big homies had a glock and flossed the G-ride Niggaz throwin up hands but it wasn't no peace
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