[Hook: Nate Dogg]
Y'all can't deny it, I'mma f**in' rider
You don't wanna f** with me
Got scales in the trunk with me
Switching lanes, do a buck with me
Y'all can't deny it, I'mma f**ing rider
You don't wanna bang with me
And you know I brought my gang with me (ok)
n***as 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 with it, these n***as see how I spit it
Huh, these b**hes see how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a block away
b**hes be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them clips copped on those calicos
Keep sh**tin, with ziplocks of that cali dro'
Keep hittin, and shift blocks for that cali dough
Keep gettin, my tip rocked by them cali hoes
It's William Bonnie, stealin' mamis
Dance closely, even though they feel the llamies
I ain't tryin to send police to ya rest
I'm tryin to put this, piece to ya chest
And you in peace 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
[Hook]
[Fabolous] + (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 V.I.P, 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 Chukka's
And if your duck cheese I'mma f** her, duck these motherf**er
Ghetto Fabolous, n***a I ride 'til I die
Hollerin 1-8-7 when I ride through the Stuy, fool
[Hook]
[Nate Dogg]
It ain't really dat hard, to get f**ed up
Its really quite easy, just step up
I'mma knock him so hard, on his bu*t
Just like he been drinkin, like he drunk
The fat b**h 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 who*es out a little quicker
You kids rap that's cool
But the kid's wrapped in j**els, 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'mma 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 'jects
Still bump in your decks, still dumpin the tec, still