Lirik Lagu Ridin', Slipin' And Slidin' - Tha Dogg Pound
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Ahhhhhwww shit, fuck![Dat Nigga Daz]It's a brand new day in the hoodIt's money to make, and I'm doin bad and it ain't lookin goodIt's all about the you know what everywhere that I rollAnd never leave emptyhanded without packin my chromeIf it's on it's on, I put down my gangsta handShow and prove and be gat, put the jack down a chanceSee I can put down like this, and you don't know whyNiggaz always would try, but soon they all just dieHow they come up like I, would put my biz in the streetI'd like to say is that the jack made my life completeFifty-four thousand the cash he left cheesed and stitchedBut it still ain't enough, so what can I plot next?An armored truck'd be fine, as I come up from behindGrab 7 bags and fled, not wastin no timeCoppers tailin my ass, breathin hard on my backNow my biz in the corner as I aband' the 'LlacGrab the satchel full of money brother Star cribI throw the money on the table say 'be back in a bit'I caught the biggest dope sack, I got my hood sewed upNow everybody bought to make the bomb soaked uncutRidin', slipin' and slidin'Ran out a door my situation's back where I leftA voice quietly tellin me -- you got to come up on some breadDon't get twisted for shit, see I be mashin on my own missionNever dreamin or wishin the money that I'm missinI heard some, niggaz doubt clockin rakin in all the doughAnd since I'm doin bad I gotta jack for they doughCalled my partners in crime, Kurupt, Nate Dogg, and StyleTrue soldiers from the Dogg Pound, puttin it downKick the door in with the gauge and fo'-fo' (don't move)Blast a couple of niggaz as I style with all the doughFive
