Lyrics to Ride Wit Me
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[Otis & Shug] Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? I just couldn't stay away Guess who's back? Guess who's back? Guess who's back? The player that's here to stay [Ant Banks] Started out it went out to the bitches, until the game got vicious Had a stripper talking bout, digging each other some ditches We were two hard-headed niggas, with dreams of being major Now we worldwide players, known for having paper So they had to separate us, cause the boss couldn't stop us It was a smooth-ass case of divide and conquer Now we back on that ass, who be doing Big Thangs Rolling Benzos, smoking Rolexes and pinky rings [Pooh-Man] Now Banks they thought it was over but I return to burn that ass How I'm living now player? It don't concern that ass Two of Oaklands original danksters Ain't fucking with nothing but ballers, G's and gangsters Been in the game since 1989 And still you young-ass niggas trying to downgrade mine See I've been rapping since since your ass ing snotty-nose With holes in your clothes and still got flows like bolos And fly solos and kedo [Otis & Shug] It's some heavy-ass shit for the mind When I make a G and I reside It's some heavy-ass shit for the mind When I make a G and I reside [Ant Banks] Real riders, come ride with me Big timers, get high with me Real riders, come ride with me (The player that's here to stay) [Ant Banks] While you was writing the rhymes, I was making the beats We was signed to Jive and now we back on the streets A nigga loving it, pitch-black owned and independent Bombay Music making change now we spending it, nigga Clocking some scrilla, rolling with nothing but killers Supertimers, superriders, I know they feel us With this heavy state of mind, sipping on my fire [Pooh-Man] Niggas be look who like the hottest, what you looking for I got it Best believe for three years I kicked back and plotted It's the return of the bad man, with the bad plan I'm supersiding for life and got the best hand Now see I've been to the mountain top And that's just cool, Mercedes Benz dropped, rocks and glocks Paperchasing from the gates trying to stack some cash And got a pinky ring full of ice to blind your ass [Otis & Shug] It's some heavy-ass shit for the mind When I make a G and I reside It's some heavy-ass shit for the mind When I make a G and I reside [Ant Banks] Real riders, come and ride with me Big timers, get high with me Real riders, come and ride with me (The player that's here to stay) [Ant Banks] I roll with players like Boo, niggas that know what to do 115 oh zoom, got 'em fucking with Pooh Told me "Be about your paper" Boss major player Toss a freak up with Keke and don't fuck with them haters Real riders I'm home cause the bitches are due They can't fuck with this player, so the bitches try to sue me when I'm on one So much love to my nigga that's on the run, Rock Rock [Pooh-Man] See Banks them foos talk behind my back plot assassination But I just chalk it to the game as playa hatin' Niggas supposed to be my homies, but they hate mo' But you stay real through it all, they can't do fo' But while you talking baby, Pooh-Man is taxing I'm certified gold trying to hit platinum But now Banks since we fucking again (What's happening?) Nigga, why don't you ride that forty-ass Benz [Ant Banks] Now see we got more bread to make (More bread to make) We got more hoes to break (More hoes to break) Niggas got more haters to shake (More haters to shake) So much game in the shit, nigga, we can't be fake [Otis & Shug] It's some heavy-ass shit for the mind When I make a G and I reside It's some heavy-ass shit for the mind When I make a G and I reside [Ant Banks] Real riders, come ride with me Big timers, get high with me Real riders, come ride with me (The player that's here to stay)




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