The Relativez Ride Wit Me текст песни, слова песни Ride Wit Me The Relativez
The Relativez - Ride Wit Me
Whoooa... palm trees, breaze all g's, cris choch, LA summer breaze
Fly bitches all perfected, on da back off dis hog half naked
It's official, u gotta keep a pistol, all da riders posted up with da reader snitsle
Staples in da lakers from to bring it back
Ko moron gary payton kobe bryant and shack
Roll a s.l.6 on 21's, dat next shit dat u start with ya thongs
Magic johnson fridays on da weekends
At to ball around headed for the deep end
Love power were the heart at point 23
But ya'll have to bring back hoolie OG
To live and die in LA remeber dat
We gots to bring all dis gangsta shit back
[Chorus:]
Come take a ride with me
A day in da life of these
Playas no one compares to now please believe
Ridin our a fancy cars
Whether it's near or far
Come spend another day in LA where the ballas are
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