Ant Banks - Hoo-Ride Ant Banks Lyrics
[Featuring Spice-1, King Tee]Intro:Yeah, Young jock up in this beezeeClaiming and representing that S-P geezee shitPutting it down with my nigga the big bad assSpice 1 and King THigh siding and westside ridingGot my nigga from the feezee up in this beezeeWe doing big thangs in the nine seezeeKicking *****es in the booty and pointing out theirdutyYeah any mother*****er that wanna try us knows whereto find usMother*****erKing Tee:This shit couldn't get no harderNiggas is about to make me flip and commit manslaughterAll my dreams result to nightmaresSo I walk around the hood strapped like I don't careTruth or dare, I dare you to dis the west coastThe truth is them niggas will split your vest locWith hollowpoint slugs, Crips and Bloods, we come deepAnd roll in those Range Rover JeepsI was a made man at fifteen yearsCuz momma didn't raise no faggotty queerI got paid fronting bad colors in the ninth gradeAnd on the westside is where I playStraight sick, when my big uncle smoked dipAnd grabbed his four four and took me with him on alickAnd sure as the sun will come up and just shineThe niggas couldn't believe the Rolex was all mineSpice-1:Yeah divine niggas the lexxy shine and the fettyMother*****ers ain't ready, see they won't hold theirheads steadywhen we come with the fifty caliber Desert EagleFeeling you mother*****ers over slugs equalYou these diamonds on the pinky, Rolex up on the wristNext nigga run up on me for my pieces is catchingwhole clipsNo sucker to the G-A in meYou fail to realize sometimes that I dump on G-PBlack Bossalini, King T-E-E and S-P-I -a
