Wanna Ride - WC

Look at this shit 
Coming together like sweaty ass cheeks, nigga
Keep it gangsta ya'll 
Please believe it
Keep it gangsta ya'll
My niggas thug out 
Keep it gangsta ya'll
You getting drug out
Keep it gangsta ya'll 
These bitches loc out 
Keep it gangsta ya'll
When we smoke out. 
Keep it gangsta ya'll. 
Cause we chromed out 
Keep it gangsta ya'll 
I bought the bomb out 
Keep it gangsta ya'll
Hear ye, hear ye!
Call me...... hogs 
Fresh out of the hole tank 
Bouncing off the walls 
Dub-C, the Bandanna president 
With the gauge on the handlebars 
Rolling through your residence
Running the scene. It's the king of the cars
... down, baby in my new all stars 
Gangsta's What are the gangstas 
None of them make me ..... 
Riders throw your heaters up 
Throw em' up 
Ladies, Old Gs
Sorry that I've been gone
But now I'm back to get my walk on 
Swang with the gang as I reach out and touch yah 
Throw my cup and get ignorant out this motherfucker 
Mayday, mayday back in charge 
Cutting all costs. Cutting all costs 
Dip. Skip-skipping thru the lane with the bang, bang, bang jingle
Hopping under the SS. Working them ankles. 
Dubs shiesty for scrillias 
And I brought my homeboy 
Hell yeah, the mother fucking villain
One to the two to the three to the - hello 
Look at these Gs working these... 
Here come the villain with another heater 
With mother fucking, Dub, nigga in a two seater 
Hold my nuts while I west, west ya'll. 
Ride 2
Grab that microphone and I test, test ya'll 
Villain Mericone I be like all over ya'll 
Who wanna ball with that black nigga Red? 
Like the dime nigga 
I'm supreme hustling 
W.C. 
Give a fuck if these bitches don't love me
(Chorus) 
I wanna bang - I wanna ride - I wanna slang 
From my side. You and I. 
It's do or die 
We can roll till the wheels fall off 
And let these