SM OK in and RI第N

Artist：ja rule
Songs Title：smokin and ridin

Gangsta.. you know
Huh, gangsta, cmon, hehe
Uhh.. got my ****** Vin Diesel in the house, yknow
Number one movie in the country and all that
Haha! Yo..
Nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin （YO!）
Come on get high with us （ N******!）
Come on and ride with us （******ES!）
Cause, were.. nuttin but some gangsters （YO!） smokin and ridin （YO! ）
Come on get high with us （CMON ******Z!）
Come on and ride with us （YO!）
Hey baby cmon and hop in my fo-three-oh, S-E
And lets see, how quick you fall victim to this G
a Im a mack gangsta like ******, Goldie
But I never let the strength of this money control me
******z is somethin like pimps, the Rule is an O.G.
I make three Gs a day, thirty-three a week
And my hoes hardly speak - they smoke while they ride
Just , blowin the driver, when Im one car behind ya
（Nuttin but some gangsters） on Daytons and lowriders
And three-wheel motion, bumpin Tha Eastsidaz
I love Cali-for-ni-ay, on a hot day
Where the green is wetter, and the head is even better
（So get high tonight.. and if you rollin like Im rollin
you ridin right.. and if she **** ** with them gangstas
aint nuttin nice.. and if you knowin what Im knowin
then live your life.. cause, were..）
（Nuttin but some gangsters..） Ridin by in them big trucks
Chrome wheels spinnin and killin ******z with big bucks
See baby I came up, from bein a thug
From a ****** sellin them drugs on the corner throwin up slugs
（Show me love!） All of yall biches wanna ride with us
（Mask and gloves!） Up when its time to ****** ****** es
（Wanna be loved!） All you get is hard ****** off the drugs
（Pass the bud!） Yo ****** I aint seen none of that dub
But give me that Remi, a half a bottle already in me
I cop a ounce, from one stizzy, and smoke til Im dizzy
Who ridin with me? Both of yall ******es slide right in
Just me, you, and your friend - Ill be ****** yall til the mornin
Cmon, I love ******es with thongs on, that love to get it on
with gangsters, leavin they *******es warm
til like four in the mornin, baby girl, Im gone
Hop in the 6, devour your lawn ******, cause were
（Cause, were..）
（Nuttin but some gangsters..） Holla!

And if you, bout the dollars then pop your collars
Cause we aint nuttin but some gangsters, ****** smokin and ridin
Who put it down for real, got this dough multiplyin
Straight, livin it up and ****** with thugs
that push trucks thats sittin on dubs, not givin a ******
Yall ****** know me, Chris Black slash the O.G.
So please believe Im gangsta I control these streets
Yo, nobody leaves nobody breathes until I enter the party
And ease up in a 550 Medina Ferrari
Pull in handicapped parkin, hop out with the lock in
and wink at the hoes while I walk in
Whos ridin and smokin tonight with players
And I aint talkin bout them ******z with them Marvin gators
Im talkin bout them ******z all up in fronts and gauges
and runnin up in spots and blazin, we call them gangsters, yo!
Cause, were.. nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, were.. nuttin but some gangsters.. smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, were.. nuttin but some gangsters