Lyric Let s Ride

Something about the West Coast...
Shhh... Don t tell nobody

[Something about the West Coast <Haa>
It makes me wanna ride
Something about the West Coast
Shake it westsiide
throw ya hands up let s riide
to the city of the scene
put it on the one get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast It makes me wanna ride <over last line>]
(Repeats until Verse 1)

<RR overlaps>
No disrespect it s all love and a muthafucka just feel real good
be like what s poppin on this side of the muthafuckin planet
understand me? It s still one love, smokin . It s just a whole lot
more money involved.

Verse 1
Leanin out my zone
I roams like mobile phones (right)
rag top Vettes Yukons & hundred chromes
Silly bitches lie in wait until the day I come home
while the phone machine kicks
"Biitch Rich ain t at home" (Ha)
six million ways to mob choose one
I chose to dispose of those who call theyself foes
foes like bitches tuck they toes like hoes
these amateur niggas done turned pro
Can t ride with the hi pro glow
the boss with the sauce
got receipts to show how much it cost
I dedicate this to the ridahs
who like to slip sideways
Beware devil s shuttin down the highway

Chorus
Something about the West Coast
Shake it westsiide
throw ya hands up let s riide
to the city of the scene
put it on the one get ya body on the dance floor
Something about the West Coast It makes me wanna ride <over last line>
(Repeat)

Verse 2
How many MC s must get ditched
before somebody say don t fuck with Rich
It s evidential the Presedential s up on the wrist
who that new nigga from Oakland
with that brand new twist
Don t even worry bout it
watch yo neck & chest
they don t wanna get
Elliott like Mr. Nest
Known for flippin scripts sick duets & mic rips
but now I m off the hook don t trip
Hookers throw yo skirt up
Cruddies throw yo turf up
hustlers trust her & some of them put that work up
Cause if they ridin they gone ride tonight
when they hit it we to the next light. Believe it.

Chorus

Verse 3
Thou commands me
to skyball hands free
Sam see I m havin some spam hezask me
3-0 TV had fiv on it with the Luniz
<Yukmouth> I got five on it.
You wanna ride with me
that s when you call yo N-I-G
I d rather be
puttin the twomp on somethin thick
big SSL with Nicki Scarf in the licks
still hittin licks in the villo with cigarillos
big head C-notes and them light green pillows
tinted windows V dozen on my Benzo
the rumble and humble
outdo versus the indo
That s how it be z when I smoke for sho
West Coast representin all O. Believe it.

Chorus til end with ad libs