Song Description

This song is like a neighborhood party track for people who love to ride around, made for weekends and summertime mainly. This song represents the good time feel that we have when its sunny and we're just ridin', but also shows how protective we still have to be in the neighborhood from people who might try to turn a good time into a bad time.

Lyrics

Lay down the top, cruise with a little G, where the party don't stop, sayin fuck all our enemies, we just aint stressin, better learn the lesson quick, before we gots to blow this bitch, its 2 zero zero 3, come dip with me, the mista C Y C O back to the G, take you back to reality in 1-9 ninety-nine, four years later, we still gonna shine, its our time, roll with tha azylum ridin, as we dip skip trip through the northwest highlands baby, can anybody in this world ever phase me? i thinks not, so let me drink daily til i drop, saturday mornin, chillin in the houseshoes, in the middle of the summer, catchin cadillac blues, homies by my side, rollin with my trues, steady waitin to get paid for my dues, just cruise

Chorus:
Don't you just love the weekend? when you ridin, Gettin gone off the deep end, when you ridin, Don't you just love them gangsta ways? when you ridin, Dippin down the block on a saturday, when you ridin (What's UP?)

Crazylocsta in the passanger side, with the 12 guage pump watchin our back when we ride, it aint nothin but a thang to put you in your next lifetime, fuckin with us, we'll have you seein bye bye time, so we can do this, steady groovin to the music and the oldies' what im choosin, if you fuck with us you losin, movin in slow mo, cause we off that do do, in a black low low, vinyl top and four door, fo sho, its the mothafuckin hoodie project and if your ass starts trippin we put that ass in check, we break the laws with a trigger in our paws, puttin that ass in the dirt without a contract or a clause, cause we true riders, straight from the highlands, crazyloc and mista cyco G, we rollin through your hood, still up to no good, on a saturday puffin on trees, bitch please

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Now if you love your neighborhood say oh yeah, represent your block through your shit in the air, everywhere all i see is BG's YG's and OG's, bump this track even if you don't know me, cause all i wanna do is make you nod your head, and keep the low low hoppin til the battery's dead, i dont need a certain rag to stay G'd, if anybody wanna protest they get beat up, believe us, jesus how many time i gotta tell yall, that you can't fade me or my mothafuckin dogg, cause its on, i dont think we'll ever retire, and we gonna rock the fuckin crowd til our time expires

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