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[Verse 1] |
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When I met you baby, you was for sale |
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I just stepped out of the county jail |
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For a punk ass misdemeanor |
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My P.O. dont like Nickatina |
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And an old man was lettin' ya go |
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And I could see I was what you was looking for |
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He said bring me a G, then next week a G |
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I said "Check this out pops I'm back tomorrow at 3" |
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Dont worry how I got that G |
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Just worry I was right back there at 3 |
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Started you up, and it was legit |
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I never thought I'd fall in love so quick |
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Filled you up with gasoline |
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Took you to the wash spot and got ya clean |
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Cleaned the dash, rubbed that ass |
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And everything was slow, I didnt do it fast |
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Man it took about an hours time |
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But you looked so fine from the waxy shine |
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And on my mind I thought about the Alpines |
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So I loaded your behind with some 6 x 9's |
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So when you sing people hear you sang |
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I'm a nigga so baby I'm a do these thangs |
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Pioneers blastin' out Aretha Franklin |
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Sometimes I'm wonderin' what you thankin' |
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[Chorus x2] |
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My ride (my ride), my ride (my ride) |
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You dont fake, steal, cheat, or lie |
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My ride (my ride), my ride (my ride) |
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And our relationship is classified |
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[Verse 2] |
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I remember the day I bought me some Timbs |
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That was the same damn day I bought you some rims |
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At Kims, in the city of dope |
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And once we hit the streets, me and you, we smoked |
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On weed, wrapped in chocolate phillies |
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Other freaks saw us and they went silly |
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I remember ones name, her name was Billy |
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The other was a cousin out of Kansas City |
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They'll drop they clothes, I suppose |
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But meanwhile my baby girl needs some vogues |
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She told me everything that was on her mind |
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Who she loved, who she despised |
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Why she like the night way better than the day |
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And did I like Ali or Casius Clay? |
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I said "I like your conversation how you shoot to kill |
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But whats this strange relationship?" |
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She said if I can hang, than she can hang |
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And we'll never hit the bay bridge in the slow lane |
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No thang, like bangers bang |
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And she hate the police just as much as me mayne |
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[Chorus x2] |
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I could feel you get jealous when I rented a freak |
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Your carborator had you layin' up for weeks |
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Then we smoked like friends, put that to an end |
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Now I'm back in her muthafuckin' heart again |
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Cleaned your leather, got a darker tint |
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Over the rearview got the cherry scent |
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Hit the streets, like mean Joe Greene |
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Thats when I told her about my scheme |
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A night trip back and forth from L.A. |
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So I'm a have to leave you for about a day |
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It was cool, L.A.'s the spot |
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But I couldnt wait to see my lady on the block |
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But just like a bullet had hit my spine |
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As soon as the focus had hit my eyes |
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My fist tightened up, I was mad and stunned |
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My baby was the victim of a hit and run |
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She was cryin', she said Dre, man I look so ugly |
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Is there a way you'll ever love me?... Nope |
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She seen it in my eyes |
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A brand new vision of a brand new ride |
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[Chorus x2] |
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New ride (new ride), New ride (new ride) |
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That wont fake, steal, or lie |
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New ride (new ride), New ride (new ride) |
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And out relationship is classified |
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Check it... |
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To my tiga grand wizard |
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Its me |
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What (what) |
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Check it |
