G'fellas (nino Brown & Slow Pain) - Lowride lyrics

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Lowride / G'fellas (nino Brown & Slow Pain)[Nino Brown]Yeah, yeahAnd another oneChorus: Slow Pain (Nino Brown)Gangstas don't dance, we low ride (East side)Gangstas don't dance, we low ride (West side)Gangstas don't dance, we low ride (North side)Hittin' front, back, side to side (South side)[Verse 1: Slow Pain]Gangstas don't dance, we low rideIt's a O.G. dance, goin' world wideGrab your super freak, and hit the dance floorSlide all around like a rag six-fourBouncin' real slow, two fifths to your chestHands up with your bulletproof vest (Homey)Call me super sport of this homey dance game (What)What's my name, Impala baller Slow PainHittin' corners at the night club, gettin' love, '39Fleet line, burnin' switches, gettin' mineHomey, whatPass the keys to the carI spent eight hundred dollars at the barBallers crazy, dope and fifteens bumpin'Always into somethin', O.G.'s dumpin'True players don't dance, we low rideHittin' up and down, front and back, and side to sideRepeat Chorus[Verse 2: Nino Brown]We gettin' paidGot it made, sippin' gin in the shadeRhyme sacks, in the bomb raps (What's up)Orale, these Mexicans is shootin' through the roofNino rollin' chrome ones, Slow got the Caddy CoupWhoop, whoopHomegirls rollin' throughWhere they lookin' dangerous, flossin' at the barbecueBumpin' that G-Spot, ay mami, make it hotModel freaks all around, that's the way we put it downLow, ri, der, come on now (Low, ri, yeah)G's doin' it, the jura can't ruin itFront, back, side to side (Front, back)And we filled with pride, all the homeboys do the low rideGoin' down town, everybody gather 'roundDip to the left side, turn to the right side (Come on, come on)No set trippin', we straight pimpin'Do you wanna dance with meCome on nowRepeat Chorus Twice[Verse 3: Frost]I got my fist bumped up, I let my shiner smokeI get my lowride up, so let us gangstas playMy jefe said to knock you out, so then didGet out the way of the message rollin' on them faceI'm like a '39 free line bombaAnd just like el mero meroYou see, I'm down for la ondaYou bet' get on your knees and cross your essencesWhen you see us pullin' jalas in them skin tight dressesAnd we don't, smoke (???) of stress (We smoke a bomb)And I got your clique in a full court press (Yeah)Orale pues, what comes next as you all lie, face downAnd give it up for the almighty brownI'm all up on ya like t-shirts and KhakisG-Spot G's, baby dawg got it crackin'Gangstas don't dance, we low rideAnd we still throwin' up that brown prideRepeat Chorus Twice[Slow Pain (Nino Brown in background)]Ha ha, you hear switches like that (Yeah, that's right)On the west coast (Uh)Slow Pain, Nino Brown (Beezy)The big homey Frost (Yeah)It's all about the money, y'all (G'Fellas, baby)Gettin' up and down (Celeb, ENT)Represent the brown (Yeah)[Nino Brown]Don't stopYeahIt don't stop