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G. DEP lyrics : "The Ride"

[Verse 1]
First off, how you gon' come off
All this rap %#@!, get done off

Man listen this a passionate mind
I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme
Wet dat, dead dat, cash on the line

In an orderly fashion in the back'a the line
Can't talk now, I got cash on tha mind
(*##$es and dolla signs dance in they mind

I love dat doe, but yall ^!$$%s love dat flow
Man I don't love dat hoe
All I see is cash flow

Brains an occasional $$# hole
What I need is a, whole lotta money involved
I might run into Rob and run in ya job

Real cats take chances
Then I make ya +head spin+ like +break dancers+


[Chorus]
My ^!$$%s in the front don't front
My ^!$$%s in the back, where you at

My ^!$$%s on the side, bout to slide
My ^!$$%s in the middle we rock just a little
Then we ride, the ride


My (*##$es in the front don't front
My (*##$es in the back, where you at

My (*##$es on the side, bout to slide
My (*##$es in the middle we rock just a little
Then we ride, the ride


[Verse 2]
If raps don't work, need ta put some in

I hear yall knockin' but ya can't come in
Said I'd get cha, wrote the scripture
Chick roastin like motion picture

Have you any idea, how many nice MC's
And how many I feared - None
Just trust me son, I do what must be done

And I just begun, I let em-
Count sheep, rock em to sleep
Got me, @@#!ing the heat, poppin a Jeep

Let's go, Expo top of the line
Exo, Yes ho, hoppin in mine, I got a-
Big Bad Boy you could meet

Men use beef and its all you can eat, I be the-
Dep with a G in the front
Front, $#&@ around and be in a trunk


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]
Ain't no games if you're curious B
Can't be serious G, seriously, I'm out ta-

Put a big hole in the joint
Like I, sold her the joint, told her to point, its like-
Mind over matter with this

Mad Hatter with this, battle with this
Like a +sentence+, it just +run-on+
I'm pro and you a princess, come on

Yall ain't ready, ain't crazy and ya name ain't Eddie
And ya aim ain't steady
Dream big boy but ya chain ain't heavy

Brain ain't ready, my game ain't petty
Must be stupid or somethin'
Thinkin' this all love like Cupid or somethin'

Live from the 2-1-2
One question: What you gon' do?


[Chorus Til Fade]

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