Tha Dogg Pound - Ridin'Slipin' & Slidin' lyrics

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Ahhhhhwww shitfuck!

[dat nigga daz]

It's a brand new day in the hood

It's money to makeand I'm doin bad and it ain't lookin good

It's all about the you know what everywhere that I roll

And never leave emptyhanded without packin my chrome

If it's on it's onI put down my gangsta hand

Show and prove and be gatput the jack down a chance

See I can put down like thisand you don't know why

Niggaz always would trybut soon they all just die

How they come up like iwould put my biz in the street

I'd like to say is that the jack made my life complete

Fifty-four thousand the cash he left cheesed and stitched

But it still ain't enoughso what can I plot next?

An armored truck'd be fineas I come up from behind

Grab 7 bags and flednot wastin no time

Coppers tailin my assbreathin hard on my back

Now my biz in the corner as I aband' the 'llac

Grab the satchel full of money brother star crib

I throw the money on the table say 'be back in a bit'

I caught the biggest dope sackI got my hood sewed up

Now everybody bought to make the bomb soaked uncut

Ridin'slipin' and slidin'

Ran out a door my situation's back where I left

A voice quietly tellin me -- you got to come up on some bread

Don't get twisted for shitsee I be mashin on my own mission

Never dreamin or wishin the money that I'm missin

I heard someniggaz doubt clockin rakin in all the dough

And since I'm doin bad I gotta jack for they dough

Called my partners in crimekuruptnate doggand style

True soldiers from the dogg poundputtin it down

Kick the door in with the gauge and fo'-fo' (don't move)

Blast a couple of niggaz as I style with all the dough

Five pounds of coketwo pounds of ?

Now we baggin it upand smokin all night long

I wanna tripthen I didn't have no chip

And my pockets be shortand I started to trip

To maintain with no problem stopped by my bitch house

She was poppin with them sales I don't play that shit (bitch!)

And sold five hundred in cavi barely happy today

Feelin knockin rowdy and my homey had to say

[kurupt]

Well I got me a plot on the westside on the town

With some mark ass niggaz from the other side (yeah let's put it down)

Now dogg pound gangstaz true indeed we see

The layout downas we proceed

Two in the frontthree in the backabout to make niggaz collapse

Cocked back the strap two minutes before the jack

Takes place now we face to face and I'm in the mood

For a murderso I'm all for the do low and you know

The chancesadvances stages

Gauges and three-eightiescrazynigga shady

To my ladywhat i'ma do is mine for my loot

With the homies mash on the massion about quarter to two

When we arriveI be the first nigga to dip

Straight to the front door and intention's to straight trip

I gotta make my grip and I made my grip with the quickness

Niggaz here to lick and got paidbitch

Ridin'slipin' and slidin'

I don't trust a bitchso fuck a bitch

What's the functionwhat's the game

All abordthe cavi train

All you bustersriding round

You don't wannasee the pound