Testo Ride To

Yeah
Ay
Yeah

Hella static (ay)
When we maneuver we weave through Hella traffic
Mad tragic (yeah)
But we gon make it, takein' R's the fastest It's gon happen (yuh)
However I get lets get it crackin'
Old fashion (ay)
Smoking big cigars up in a mansion
'Till my [?] (yuh)
Represent my section with a passion
Los Angeles, and back down to inland with scandalous
I'm passin' this (what up)
To real niggas that aren't scared to handle this
I granted it (ay)
Built them this game and then this [?]
I run with savages
Hand full of calluses, they
Put in work and ransack, cause damages
The baddest acting shit Pull up with the baddest chick
They know the situation we bringing and we ain't having it
Nigga

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to
This that late night, [?], to get high to
This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to
That we ride to
That we ride to

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to
This that drink yo drink, and get high too
This that bag it all up, and get your cash too
This that fuck that bitch nigga, and her friends too
This that new coop, no roof, and its fast too
Bitch I stay smashin', why you think they call me Traffic
I alternate anywhere, just to get my cash in
My baby mama's was trippin', until I bought this bag
And I stay strapped, heavy metal, with a [?] attack
Just in case yo nigga wanna roll me, try to jack me
Better go check my trap sheet, Traffic get it packin'
From the county, to the jail, my niggas get it crackin'

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to
This that late night, [?], to get high to
This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to
That we ride to
That we ride to
Nigga