Letra :
CHORUS:
(Nate Dogg:)
Y'all can't deny it,
I'ma f***in' rider
You don't wanna f*** with me
(Yeah)
Got skills in the trunk with me
(OK)
Switchin' lanes
Do a buck with me
(That's right)
Y'all can't deny it
I'ma f***in' rider
You don't wanna bang with me
(Yeah)
And you know
I brought my gang with me
(OK)
Niggaz trip
I got my thang with me
(Fabolous:)
Yo, if they want it, cowards get it
They still wonder how I did it
Now y'all wit' it, these niggaz
See how I spit it
Huh, these b****es see how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a block away
B****es be yellin', "Let me ride"
Like they Snoop and Dr Dre
I keep spittin', them clips
Copped on those calicos
Keep sh*ttin', with ziplocks
Of that cali dro'
Keep hittin', and shift blocks
For that cali dough
Keep gettin', my tip rocked
By them cali h*es
It's William Bonnie, stealin' mamis
Dance closely, even know
They feel I'm limey
I ain't tryin' to send police to ya rest
I'm tryin' to put this, piece to ya chest
And you in piece wit' the rest
You can release to the press
This how G's ride
From the North to the South to
The East to the West, let's go
Repeat chorus
(Fabolous and Nate Dogg:)
Yo ma, I got you stuck off the realness
The name's Fabolous, you heard I be
In them trucks wit' the wheels glissed
In VIP, with buckets of chilled Cris'
Click, click
Who the f*** wanna feel this?
I still got them blocks movin'
And the system in my truck
That can make it feel
Like the block's movin'
My 6-4's, wit' the wheels
And the shocks movin'
Them boys in blue with the shields
And the glocks movin'
(You can't deny it)
I'm the same ol' G
The Guc' frames got the same gold G
Duke can you frame O-3
'Cause if you see me
On ya corner wit' a 40
It ain't gonna be named Olde E
I might be in Chuck T's, or the chuckers
And if you duck cheese
I'ma f*** her
Duck these motherf***er
Ghetto Fabolous, nigga
I ride till I die
Hollerin' 1-8-7 when
I ride through the Stuy, fool
Repeat chorus
(Nate Dogg:)
It ain't really dat hard
To get f***ed up
Its really quite easy
Just step up
I'ma knock him so hard
On his butt
Just like he been drinkin'
Like he drunk
The fat b**** stood up
Just stood up
She 'bout to be steamin'
Turn it up
You won't hear a thang
Know you won't
You too busy sleepin'
Won't wake up
You can't deny it
(Fabolous:)
The kid pull the four out
A little quicker
You might end up
The reason, ya homies
Will have to pour out a little liquor
Every stack that a draws
Out a little thicker
I get brain, kick the whores out
A little quicker
You kids rap that's cool
But the kid's wrapped in jewels
The kid clapped that tool
Kidnap that fool, you don't wanna
Wake up gettin' told
That ya kids trapped at school
When the time's right
I'ma put this nine right
To the left side of ya head
Push ya mind right
It's still nothin' but a G thang
I thought you knew
And I'm 'bout to do the numbers
That they thought you do
Still don't know me
Still jump in a Lex
The chain so icey
I got chill bumps on my neck
The NARCS heard
How the krills pump in the jet
Still bumpin' ya dex
Still dumpin' the tec, still
Repeat chorus
Yeah
That's right
Yeah, OK
Repeat chorus
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