B.G. (Baby Gangsta)

B.G. (Baby Gangsta) - Take a Ride lyrics

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[verse 1]

It ain't nothin like days when a nigga can roll

Either slidin on dubs, or rollin daytons and fo's

Livin that life because you only live once

So whip out your trunk on some compton funk

The weather is hot and the hoes is hot

And they ridin your jock because you clockin a knot

You can be the ugliest homie in the gang

But your all in the game if your rollin in thangs

Cos girls don't care about how a nigga strivin

All they wanna see is what you drivin so they can get a ride in

And nobody knows

Why the nigga with the flyest lo-lo got the ugliest hoes

Why the next man, pullin all the good bags

Niggas like you rather roll with the hoodrats

The pool party on and its crackin

Niggas rappin but ain't no cappin or scrappin

And girlies also listenin and crack

G street stuffed all between the backs

It feels good another neighborhood function

Why ain't no riftin, set trippin or nothin

Niggas straight hangin ten

Tryin to pull some skins till they competent

Gettin high of the chocolate thai

Come on and jump inside so we can take a ride



[chorus x2]

Come on take a ride (take a ride)

On that westside (on that westide)

Come on take a ride (take a ride)

Yeaheeyeah

(come and take a ride on the wicked ass westside)



[verse 2]

Damn another day bright and sunny as the last one

Time for the dresta to start pullin fast ones

See a girl in a hyundai, I know her

Pull up to the driver side, spray her with my supersoaker

Look at how hot it be, no animosity, thats how its got to be

Just fun and games

And its cool for kids to act the fool fo they back to school

Now they skippin they mornin cartoons

They'd rather be outside throwin water balloons

And ain't nobody tryin to act hard

Got my homie big mike barbequing in the backyard

Baby locs, shootin jokes like the hood jerk

Damn a barbeque brings the niggas out the woodwork

Cos I ain't seen you in while G

But to the homies so lets go get some endo and old E

And shoot the b's bout the old ways

When we was bad little niggas runnin round in the old days

Tryin to prove who was boss and who was soft

Even though I got tough ain't no love loss



[chorus x2]



take a ride

take a ride

take a ride

(come and take a ride on the wicked ass westside)

take a ride

take a ride

take a ride with me

take a ride

(come and take a ride on the wicked ass westside)



[verse 3]

Pump up the tyres, wipe of the wires

Tighten up the battery cables with the pliers

Check the gates, now i'm straight

Bumpin that menace to society by mc eiht

See I got spice, but i'm not the one

My trigger got no heart, so you gots to run

The homies caravan kinda deep down the street

Lo-lo's and jeeps bout to fly to the beach

Niggas causin havoc, stirrin up static

Blockin off traffic to let homies pass it

Niggas get stupid, drive crazy

So my homies faded the funk

Now its on the toe, hey yo

We can roll to the beach when its dark

I heard the individuals is throwin somethin up at the park

My homie black gotta coupe but he need a

Little help cos the nigga gotta chrome hotter than a



[chorus x2]



Outburst is in the house

Def Jam is in the house

Take a motherfuckin ride with me

Take a motherfuckin ride through the westside

A motherfuckin ride, ride yeah

(come and take a ride on the wicked ass westside)

A motherfuckin ride, ride yeah

A motherfuckin ride, ride yeah
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