Blak Jak - Ride And Swerve lyrics

Yea Blak..jak Cream team Haha vintage sound man 1972 Shawty redd on this thang man P-Pat whats hannen man Yea Let's go Ride, ride Swerve, (swerve) Ride, (ride) Swerve, (swerve) Ride, ride Swerve, (swerve) Ride, (ride) Swerve, (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Ride,( ride) Swerve, (swerve) Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Yea Now hit your gas Now hit your brake Now swerve Tell your partner on the side of you to pa** that herb (man) Keep it in rotation Somthin like my rims (dog) Cruisin down glenwood Bumpin souljah slim (dog) From burboun street to mlk n***as ride from Memphis Tenn all the way to the A 22's, 23's, 24's to 8's Low pros on a box chevy fresh out the gate Now down south we ride Out west they cruise Up north they bend blocks Kind of got me confused From these highways to parking lots Projects to barber shops I got in a ? wit ??? 15 down on every block Ride, ride Swerev, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Ride, ride Swerev, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Now they were thinkin dirty south Was like he-haw, he-haw Is you worth over a hundred mill We are we are Hood rich, pockets caked Full of cheese (cheese) Talkin country, ridin ? cuz i feel (feel) With this rappin I get paid like a singer, heya (heya) To these north Memphis streets I'm not a stranger heya (heya) Chevy avalanche with tv's Hotter than a lit match Crown Vic Chevy thang so i gotta switch back Fall backv back into this track like some dominoes Swervin and splurgin Project in that lambo Ghini dawg Flippin and dipin through my pa** time I'm all legit and legal It ain't like the last time I'm from the dirty dime aka Tennesee Plugged in with ATL And we gettin plenty cheese Punch the gas, hit the brake As I corner bend I got them floaters on the benz so they don't spin Ride, ride Swerev, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Ride, ride Swerev, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve So what you know about The chevy thing Used to ? switchin lanes Ride whatever ? from the south cuz we gutter man When i feel the need for speed You know i'm mashin out and switchin lanes ? on the truck you know i'm actin on the ? man Takes a whole team to tackle me ECF a factory Keep a heater close to me I ain't worried them jackin me I ride like a ol' g man We in that low key man Yeah i feel my lap and in my hand i got that ohhh wee Call it that grown man Taller than i stand Rimz will kepp you dizzy Have you spinnin like a drunken fan Ain't stuntin that fight I ride and i swerve That's why they hatin Everytime they see my shoes on curb n***a Ride, ride Swerev, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Ride, ride Swerev, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Now hit the gas, hit the break Now swerve (swerve) Ride, ride Swerve, swerve Ride, ride Swerve, swerve