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(feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony) [DG Yola:] You already know man She called Da Great DG Yola The one and only Know what I'm sayin'? I just want ya to ride with ya boy, man, through the hood or somethin', man I sayin' you should chill [Chorus: DG Yola & Krayzie Bone (Krayzie Bone) {Female}] I wanna get ya High as I can get ya High as I can get ya Have you feeling like it s'pposed to be (Feeling like it s'pposed to be) And if you Ride with a nigga Then vibe with a nigga I just wanna have ya next to me (I wanna have ya next to me) And I like it {And I like it} And she like it, she like it (We like it) We on it, we rollin', we rollin', we rollin' And I like it {And I like it} And she like it, she like it (We like it) SongtexteWe on it, we rollin', we rollin', we rollin' [Verse 1: DG Yola] If you're feelin' like I'm feelin', then you cool in the game Just keep Chillin', pimpin', pretendin' to do ya, thang We on clear of niggas with killers that shoot up, thangs So don't trip, them clips and make ya say we do cocaine And we party (We party) And we ballin', we smokin' We drankin', he on it, he on it, I'm on it Them Dolphins The Clovers and Scorpions Butt-naked ladies, Mercedes, them forces You ain't gotta hide it (Hide it) Cause ya eyes tell me you're feeling Excited, you like it, I can see how ya bitin' I'm on it (I'm on it) I'm a roll it (I'm a roll it) Light it up and Smoke it (Smoke it) But just don't Hold it [Chorus] [Verse 2: Layzie Bone] I'm gonna take ya to a whole another level, we ride and vibe When the niggas on the corner see us ridin' by Blow smoke out the window when it's 7:45 Got a thang in my lap and a dime on the side High as I wanna be, but not like a villian be Blaze it on up, mix it with a little Henessey Puff, puff, give, rotation for the swisha sweet Hit it, hold it, baby girl, you feeling me? (And I like it) Conversation in the club and the rear (And she like it) How she braidin' with her fingers to my hair (And we like it) Ecstacy, I can feel it in the air Playa, playa, we roll down St. Clair Fool the lover Oooh, we love ya Let's get P.O.D.'ed (D'ed) I roll another For my soldier Baby girl love what I'm a creepin' (Creepin') I'm a product of Cleveland, and that's how we do it, these niggas get high everyday We thuggin' and thievin', we cock it and squeeze it just like niggas do in the A Young lit, but I'm focused (Focused) And a popo wanna catch a nigga Ridin' Dirty (Dirty) Motherfuckers wanna kill my buzz Light a nigga up, cause he's so damn thirsty When I slide with the gangsta lean, I'm on the gangsta scene, see it's a gangsta dream Roll with me, you gotta claim your team, you can't explain to me If it ain't your thang That's when the shit over, cause I'm a true smoker and I'm never sober, mayn I'm always on point Ask my nigga Yellow, we got something for ya, mayn [Chorus] [Verse 3: Krayzie Bone] Y'all know who it is, big gratuidous grand daddy, Krayzie Jackson, turn it to the maximum If the city's not platinum, then I ain't fuckin' with a nigga, you can tell 'em, I'm a pass on 'em I'll outlast all of them Blast on them, roll through the window old school, mash on 'em Tramble 'em, and if I gotta put my hands on 'em, bet 'em, my man handle 'em When I ride by, they like it, the girls get excited Can't fall, it's so hard to deny it We the live St. Clair 9-9 Riders Slide by, blow fire Y'all don't mind, comin' down with some real true niggas from the hood, I'm a get y'all higher [Chorus x2] Aus Songtexte Mania