Ha, ha,
South,
West,
Riders,
South,
West,
Riders.
(*e-40*)
Huh! rockin an rollin, like the car was stolen,
On my way to see my weebles up in deep east oakland,
Smokin on some premo, in a clean a**, coke white el camino,
Dual exhaust sparkin,
Park it like reno, i ain't soft i see some hoes in miskina,
Lookin like they wanna get tossed,
E-40 you be careful 'fo i tell one of yo biggest fans,
Do what you do all i listen to is you maxwell, and erykah badu.
(*richie rich*)
When i was off on caviars, dalmation spotted,
n***az spoke on me like i wasn't nobody,
Foolish as a youngsta i packed eightballs,
Broke the ice, an often sold weed to stars,
But hey now an they how i run my sweet,
Yay deep from the lungs to expose my heat,
Like my n***a 40 waters an legit wit the b,
n***az know f** tha cuttie wit the triple gold beam.
(*b-leigt*)
n***az from the bay be so damn vicious,
Fly to atlanta f** morehouse buisness,
It ain't no swishers, juss zigs, an zags hoe,
Super bad b**hes turn regular tracks hoes,
We mack hoes, then sell 'em a dream,
From here to california have 'em holdin my cream,
I'm on a winnin team, off heen an begals
Make 'em drink 'fo a b**h n***a pay me.
(chorus)
We slide, we slide, from south to west we ride. (x4)
(*richie rich*)
Now slip, slip slidin, rip, rip ridin,
I hurt a mutha f**a when i bang westside,
See this side be the smokes bliss side,
Not the if, if was a fifth side.
(*b-legit*)
Well pa** it to me, pa** back to you,
Hit the light green til i turn dark blue, i'm through,
Need not to do what i do,
Yay deep only f** wit a few.
(*e-40*)
But if i hit rock bottom an lose everythang,
I come back up, pimp, pawn my weddin ring,
Re-up, re-cop buy some yeyo,
Auction my sh** off n***a give 'em rum an zale.
Beeatch!!!
(chorus x4)
(*b-legit*)
I'm yay deep, come an talk sleep, el g, in this old jeep,
Out slangin by the oak tree,
You know me the homie wit the big o dub's,
An everytime you see me i be blowin it up,
I'm from the land of the weed dealaz,
Heat k**az,
Heat feel the half fo the scratch n***a f** that,
Bounce back an make you bubble,
Long as you don't double yo dribble,
Campaign wit the swift hoes.
(*e-40*)
I went from a, ten speed wit a backpack,
To a, six-seven coupe left wit a luggage rack,
To a 400 sel,
To a fresh off the show room floor v-12,
I'm a timin a** tycoon from magazines,
I remember when my sh** wasn't always clean
Rappin n***az, an hustlin that's my bread an bu*ta,
You n***az betta hurry up cuz there's money in this mutha f**a!!!
(*richie rich*)
Cuz i take morphine fate, cuz i serve mo fiends,
f** wit b**hes duct-tapes to crates,
Richie be the ballin b**h if ya snooze ya lose,
Ride hoes like vogues, switch up like tennis shoes,
b**hes gettin one mo chance to s** dick,
Hataz who be waivin they hands, duck quick,
We buck sh**,
Yo gift be the four-fifth,
Tough n***az play sweet, park we yay deep.
(chorus x4)
Biaaaatch!! fo sho! 40 waters, b-legit an double r, we ride.
Southwest, riders, southwest riders man, you know what we do,
E-feeze-fozereeze, wit z-savage, that n***a, double r, double r in the
House we ride, richie rich, we ride, seven-o-seven, seven-o-shnebin,
Enough.
(chorus x4) sik wit it.