Come and Take a Ride (Explicit)

Come and Take a Ride (Explicit) - Mad CJ Mac/Poppa LQ

Lyrics by：Bryaan Ross/Kenneth Green/Clement Burnette

Composed by：Bryaan Ross/Kenneth Green/Clement Burnette

It's a mighty fine day so I pulls out the trey

Needs my s**t cut so I call Dante

Trims the gotee and gets the hair cleaned

Hits the switch for a b***h then I sheen

Squeeze my n***a Mad and my cousin O G P

And hoodsta Poppa L Q 'cause that's a n***a's crew so

Slide like we always do

Breaking laws down the 'Shaw like a hoodsta suppose to

C-sawin' we ballin'

Four pagers and a phone 'cause we got some fleas callin'

We're lookin far from rich

So a loc spittin' nothin but game

When I come up on a b***h

Now I remember when these hoes used to look at G's funny

Now they all up on the low tryna be a G's honey

Now ain't this a b***h

We steady F**kin wit hoes and steady dippin' the strip

Come and take a ride

With the M A C

Bumpin' hoodstaa s**t

Mista M A D

Slidin' down the shaw

With D and Poppa L Q

When the west side ride n***a what you gon' do

I'm gon' creep down florence on extra tilt

You f**k around and try to clown and get yo lexus pilt

Mad's beats is the fattest gold D's on they tightest

Hittin' so many n***as up we catchin' arthritis

Bag full a dank and a strap tucked in the stash

Just in case I gotta snap

But it's kinda unlikely I trip

I'm under less pressure

Since we come up on the grip

I'm hittin' switches in the black toy

Four gates in the trunk and a bag full of selenoids

I'm tryna make the tramp flip

We steady f**kin' wit hoes and like I said

We dippin' the street

Come and take a ride

So you can see how a G shake fiends

In a sixty three

Slidin' down the shaw

Now watch 'em C-saw down

The shaw tryna ditch the law

Come and take a ride

Come and feel the wind blow the endo

Slidin' down the shaw

Front and back side to side in my ride

And mothaf**k the law

Now you can go to any ghetto and find some thugs

But in california state we got these crips

And bloods and that makes me wanna reminisce

To way back when before eleven year olds

Got a hold of mac ten

I'm talkin' 'bout the days we used to blaze

And bump to frankie beverly and maze and marvin gaye

D**n these streets ain't what it used to be

We used to scwabble before all this

But now they shoot ya G

Come and take a ride

With the M A C

Bumpin' hoodsta s**t

With mista M A D

Slidin' down the shaw

With D and Poppa L Q

And when the west side ride n***a what you gon' do

Well I'ma keep the roller coaster down the strip

On three wheel motion

As we let the booty drag in the classic rag

While the hundred spokes spin we dizzy off gin

The beat is past ten and our grills have grins

Plus we got the females on the cellular tel

And they tellin' me that it's on

If we bring some drink and K Y jelly housin' the scene

The usual routine we got our self-esteem

And we back up on things

They used to shake me like shake

And bake before my tape dropped

And told me n***a please you work for rap-a-lot

But now I'm big grippin' and flippin' the script

So won't you buckle up your seatbelt and enjoy the trip

Come and take a ride

So you can see how a G shake fiends

In a sixty three

Slidin' down the shaw

Now watch 'em C-saw down the shaw tryna ditch the law

Come and take a ride

Come and feel the wind blow the endo

Slidin' down the shaw

Front and back side to side in my ride

And mothaf**k the law

Come and take a ride

So you can see how a G shake fiends

In a sixty three

Slidin' down the shaw

Now watch 'em C-saw down the shaw tryna ditch the law

Come and take a ride

Come and feel the wind blow the endo

Slidin' down the shaw

Front and back side to side in my ride

And mothaf**k the law

Ah

Yeah I got that s**t for me

I got that s**t for me