Ride & Creep Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. DSharp)
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[Chorus: D-Sharp]
When we ride, we creep
Bang this shit in yo' Jeep
Nigga, when we slide, you'll see
Can't do pimpin' like me
When we ride, we creep
Bang this shit in yo' Jeep
Nigga, when we slide, you'll see
Can't do pimpin' like me
[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
When we ride, you'll know
When you see a gangsta puffin' that 'dro
That's when ya die, real slow
When the shells drop from the fo'-fo'
We caught him slippin' at his mama house
That's how it is motherfucker when the drama's out
Retaliate and conversate with nothin' but guns
To let you and your niggas know that I ain't the one
Gorilla black, I'll stack 'em and click 'em
Click 'em and clack 'em
Body tap 'em and wrap 'em, you niggas ain't active
Long Beach the city of Crip gangsta criminals
When we cross path nigga this is what I do to you
.223's that you know blow half your back out
Stand over you bitch ass niggas with my gat out
Dumpin' them shells, y'all know where we dwell
Eastside, motherfucker, send 'em all to hell
When we ride, we creep
Bang this shit in yo' Jeep
Nigga, when we slide, you'll see
Can't do pimpin' like me
When we ride, we creep
Bang this shit in yo' Jeep
Nigga, when we slide, you'll see
Can't do pimpin' like me
[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
When we ride, you'll know
When you see a gangsta puffin' that 'dro
That's when ya die, real slow
When the shells drop from the fo'-fo'
We caught him slippin' at his mama house
That's how it is motherfucker when the drama's out
Retaliate and conversate with nothin' but guns
To let you and your niggas know that I ain't the one
Gorilla black, I'll stack 'em and click 'em
Click 'em and clack 'em
Body tap 'em and wrap 'em, you niggas ain't active
Long Beach the city of Crip gangsta criminals
When we cross path nigga this is what I do to you
.223's that you know blow half your back out
Stand over you bitch ass niggas with my gat out
Dumpin' them shells, y'all know where we dwell
Eastside, motherfucker, send 'em all to hell
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