Текст песни Kurupt f Daz (Tha Dogg Pound) - Who Ride Wit Us
Kurupt f Daz (Tha Dogg Pound) - Who Ride Wit Us слова песни
Ride wit us, who ride wit usChorus: repeat 4XAwww yeah! Do you wanna ride wit usWho ride wit us[Daz]When the six-tray bounce, the street scrapin the bumperwit the sound for the summer that be thumpin and humminHoppin up the `Shaw on a Sunday, what a fun dayDip skip trippin and whippin down the one-wayDiggy Daz a busta ain`t had enough againstrough and rough but it`s never too muchDaz Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz on that assWe clash blast suckers just like a head on crashThis ain`t back in the day, you get taught and sprayedAK front to the back cause we hard to fadeWe enormous, we attackin it plus we swarminto Rumble in the Jungle like Ali and ForemanWe rippin it up, we be givin it upOn the daily homeboy we be givin it upWe be cuttin it up, scufflin to muffle it upHomeboy Diggy Daz (now with Kurupt)Chorus[Kurupt]Livin it up -- shakin, makin the hood turnBoil and burn, two buckets of yearnFlippin stickin fools for chicken, scrapin the curbsScrappin for the domes straight to the head ThunderbirdI`m on it homey, me and my homegirl DiamondDown with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyminDaz, my closest homeboyCalifornia lickin switches a couple toysI`m tired retirin a couple jerseysWent from the sunny state to Jersey, puffin hersheyLet off, get off, or get spin offspit off, set off, spun off the chestoff the roof -- a hundred and seventy-eight proof of boostGangster Daz and Kurupt let looseThis is it, short change dip wit usSip wit it us, cock your heat or spit wit usChorus[Kurupt]I`m tired of this (this) I`m tired of that (that)I`m bout to bust, fool where`s the strapG fo` flow for sho`, bounce galo`Up and down stairs beats everywhere I goCalico excursions, different diversionsHomicidal resurgance, swerve and see my homeyon the corner chippin the curb and any bustaget close enough we servin[Daz]Homey don`t get nervousBeware, that`s Kurupt, fool bewareRippin it up fool so you better bewareof my crew, gray and blue`d up get chewed upYou and your all red crew get bruised upI`m the one you love to hate so give me mineand pay dues and now I`m livin the life of crimeSwitched up, hit em up, blast or get em upForty-five, Tec nines blast to hit em upAww yeahChorus