Daz Dillinger - Ridin' High lyrics

(feat. Wc) (Daz) That n***a Daz and Dub C in this motherf**er(what's happening n***a) Doing what we got to do, every day all day And if you didn't know! Now you know! So get it right! Beeeoootch!!!(echoes) Yah And it goes like that Gangsta sh**, nuttin but gangsta sh** Gangsta sh**, nuttin but gangsta sh** WC, Daz, n***a Daz Gangsta sh**, nuttin but gangsta sh** (Chorus)(x2) Just ridin high!(Just ridin high) Just ridin by!(Just ridin by) Come on! Don't trip, don't trip (Daz) It's like chill, why do we have to fool and get ill On what we call the dollar dollar bill You can get k**ed for that paint job and wheels Oh my oh my I love the dollar dollar bill Oh juicy, be like?vision? when he shot steel Put the blame up on you and be out with the loot Slang coke or weed, pills You got pinky when the cup of blood got spilled sh** outta luck, there ain't no refills I'm more deadlier then ever What I got'll see through your armor shield Show you breakdown with your bills Recognize the real side that'll ride and k** Just for sure (Chorus) (WC) Chronic's in the bag, rollin all day Blue??????six with?double? called?say? Age sixteen, I'm tired of hearing mom's mouth "Motherf**er get a job or get ya punk a** out!" A little wild seed, influenced by the g's Strong bombing, pistol whipping and twisting n***as for cheese It's the normal method, barrel start by the jail Wreck a long one????? the real stretch marks A juvenile packing millimeters And when I'm close to doing a third n***a I got more stripes then a zebra Will I live and make it out of the ghetto But will I die? Only GOd knows n***a but for now I just know I'm just (Chorus) (Daz) You got the upper hand Take control and take command Get your blast over with and cut the bullsh** I the need the chips in a hurry By the end of the day I'm having em' don't worry Sorta like a dream or a storybook A born crook Shook all the bustas that snitch Now I'ma black book It took a while Being so broke it's hard to smile Hard living, trying to be grown when I'm a child Overshadowed by negativity Running and stealing, running from security Something like a mystery Drugs,b**hes to county jails, penitentiaries My background history Cause the game is so trickory (WC) Now what's the remedy Should we strive, the streets is k**ing me Or should we lay down in a cell sh**'s forgiving me Criminal activity Crack sales are k**ing me (A bunch or syllables said really fast) (Daz) Just chill (WC) I'm tired of living the life of crime (Daz) Just chill (WC) The life of the deaf, dumb, and blind (Daz) Just chill (WC) Why do we have to fool and get ill (Daz) Don't trip (WC) It's all about the dollar dollar bill (Chorus) (Daz talking) You motherf**ers wanted to know what the gang was all about And now you know, you ain't got to look no further WC and that n***a Daz Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, gangsta sh** s**a!! 98-97 99-2G Whoooo!! What, what, what hey(x3)