MC Eiht — Come Ride With Me

Ride gangstas ride [Talkbox: Fingazz] If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me [Verse 1: Mc Eiht] I’m in a light blue six-trey, top down Dubs in the air, giving foos a frown 8 switches in the back seat 2 bitches, fascinated how I’m getting my hood riches Hop out at the weed spot Spending my stack Haters trying to get an eye of the Compton plaque Whose that, khaki suited up in chuck taylors? Hat might say L.A. sometimes say the raiders My ass goes up with ease And the desert eagle close, if I gotta squeeze Girl please don’t lean on the hood I spent all day trying to clean it And my money wet The pumps in the dumps, 15 hunt Standing too close homie we gon’ dump I bet my low low, hop any day Gas hop even lick on the freeway [Talkbox: Fingazz] If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me (Gangstas ride) If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me (Gangstas ride) [Verse 2: MC Eiht] I’m a west coast original Compton’s finest Gangsta lean in the backyard behind us You niggas bustas, we on the frontline Y’all get caught up, we run from one time Y’all pitiful I started with this rap shit Way back with the blue tape on Let’s get the duck sick Yeah I’m with that Compton [?] all up in public Aye chill y’all, since the beginning we all Six-trey sideways like Paul wall I keep my name on the wall like the bathroom stall For the good west coast you know who to call All aboard, I’m in a eight-fo’ lac 2 of us got weed, one of the homies pack Dipping through the neighborhood You don’t know where ya at? You’ll lose a couple of soldiers like it was Iraq [Talkbox: Fingazz] If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me (Gangstas ride) If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me (Gangstas ride) [Verse 3: MC Eiht] Y’all got no nuts, no glory The hood took me under, I stick with the story I had dreams of riding, shotgun with the G’s Through the enemy turf So they can all could see In the gangsta paradise With a dangerous mind Plotting on a muthafucka Just the way that I grind I creep up from behind Hand over the blind Hand over the cash Keep your hands on the dash Now you need medical attention like now Gang of the homies trying to save yo ass (Beep beep) just took your last breath [?] call out the threat and boy that’s death Geah, how I could just kill a man Thought the punk had balls but the fools ran Niggas on the run get down where we stand Switch the gat between the left and the right hand Let’s ride [Talkbox: Fingazz] If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me (Gangstas ride) If you wanna ride with me Through these southern Cali streets Then come and ride with me (Gangstas ride) (Fingazz on the track)