paroles de chanson When We Ride - Lil' Keke
Dirty
South,
Houston
Texas
4 million
strong,
CMG,
2003
man
The
young
Don
man,
representing
This
how
we
ride
man,
Southside
Northside,
sing
it.
When
we
ride,
it's
for
the
Southside
(It's
for
the
Southside),
it's
for
the
Southside
It's
for
the
Southside,
yeah
The
party
over
here,
the
party
up
over
there
Southside
lighting
up,
Saturday
night
I
swear
Take
a
trip
to
Richmond,
down
to
Westtown
When
your
chick
driving,
I
pull
up
behind
her
Look
at
the
scene,
look
at
the
hoes
Look
at
the
Dubs
look
at
the
3's,
look
at
the
4's
We
gon
wild
out,
till
we
fall
out
Catch
a
freak
get
on,
nigga
that's
no
doubt
I'm
the
Dirty
South
lover,
undercover
brother
Getting
my
chips,
don't
change
for
nan
nother
Bumping
and
talking,
but
that's
okay
Have
your
weapon
loaded
up,
cause
we
coming
your
way,
hey
When
we
ride,
it's
for
the
Southside
(It's
for
the
Southside),
it's
for
the
Southside
It's
for
the
Southside,
yeah
And
we
get
high,
with
the
Northside
(With
the
Northside),
with
the
Northside
yeah
With
the
Northside,
yeah
When
we
ride,
it's
for
the
South
and
for
the
Northside
Boppers
bopping
when
they
see
us,
they
open
they
mouth
wide
We
them
goodfellas,
running
the
city
block
to
block
Herschelwood
to
Havistock,
Vetapen
to
Scot
It
don't
stop,
we
get
blowed
all
day
long
Brothers
got
two
or
three
Nextels,
steady
using
a
pay
phone
Cause
them
people,
be
tapping
into
our
conversations
If
they
catch
us
with
that
herb,
we
facing
incarceration
If
it's
on
the
low,
I
love
the
sound
of
that
Plus
if
it's
headbanger,
I'ma
sco'
a
pound
of
that
Z-Ro
the
phenomenon,
and
Lil'
Keke
the
Don
S.U.C.
smoking
on
cabbage,
from
dusk
till
dawn
That's
for
the
sets
my
friend,
it's
no
plex
again
We
all
united
in
my
city,
like
we
all
Mexicans
We
all
about
our
bread,
candy
blue
or
the
red
Forever
dangerous
we
bust
heads,
our
city
is
FED
ha
Glock
9,
why'all
niggaz
gon
make
me
pop
mine
Back
up
lil'
daddy,
ain't
no
way
you
could
stop
mine
Drop
mine,
at
the
drop
of
a
dime
Open
up
your
ear,
I'ma
drop
another
line
It's
bout
time,
now
the
road
is
clear
Got
the
tinted
up
Range,
rolling
up
in
the
rear
We
bout
six
or
seven
deep,
when
we
pull
from
the
mansion
Here
come
big
2,
crawling
up
Avalanching
Big
T,
watching
out
no
slipping
Cock
the
hammer
back,
if
they
breathe
start
tripping
CMG
fall
off,
nigga
it's
no
never
Call
your
boys
call
your
click,
we
down
for
whatever
Suit
yourself
mayn,
but
we
roll
leather
Air
Force
1's,
throwbacks
in
this
weather
H-Town,
and
it
ain't
nothing
but
love
I
get
high
with
the
North,
say
what's
up
Slim
Thug
South
side
yeah,
North
side
This
how
we
ride
man,
this
how
we
roll
man
Yeah
what,
CMG
nigga,
2000
and
3
I'm
a
try
and
look
at
you,
a
little
bit
out
here
You
understand,
check
it
what
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1 Intro
2 When We Ride
3 Pimp the Pen III
4 Do You Wanna Ride Pt. 2
5 Skit
6 We Coming Back
7 Feel Good Don't It
8 Ready 2 Rock
9 Gangsta's
10 Commercial
11 Never Gone Give Up
12 Get Paid
13 Bounce and Turn... Remix
14 Southside Wit Me
15 Outro
16 Intro Welcome
17 The Underground
18 Oh Buddy
19 Creases and Pieces
20 Till It Ain't No More
21 Street Fame
22 Represent
23 P.W.A. Remix
24 Wild Out
25 713
26 Relax Ya Mind
27 Da South
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