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When We Ride (feat. Mr. Shadow)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
When We Ride (feat. Mr. Shadow) was released on November 4, 2003 by Sawed Off Records as a part of the album No Escape
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Release DateNovember 4, 2003
LabelSawed Off Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

Lyrics

Seldom, let me tell them lops how we rock
When we bounce down their block with the M-10 cocked
Blowin' up your spot like pow, in your house
Mentally abusin' your spouse with a gun in her mouth
That's what I'm talkin' about
Around here we don't play
So shut the fuck up and do as I say
Lay on the ground after you hogtie your momma
And blindfold the bitch so she won't see the drama
I'm on the good one, took one too many blue pills
From S.D. to I.E., we're down to kill for the scrill
Bitch, I'm all in your grill like, "Now what, motherfucker?"
Bow your ass down or kiss ground, motherfucker
Beware of the Shadow that lurks in the dark
Fuck what you claim, give a fuck who you are
Armed to the teeth, breathe and stop livin'
Homie, I'm more than willin' to make the end your beginnin'
It's the 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
So why let 'em slide?
It's the 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
Would you let 'em slide?
It's that slow flow shit, MC's can't hang with
That West Coast shit, that G's like to bang with
That pimped out shit for playaz that slang shit
That Nitebreed shit for those down enough to claim it
Slow flow shit, MC's can't hang with
That West Coast shit, that G's like to bang with
That pimped out shit for playaz that slang shit
That Waptown shit for those down enough to claim it
Please don't be sleepin' 'cause I'm creepin' through the nightfall
I'm in my Cadillac sportin' battle raps and white walls
(You might fall) Victim
Wanna play chicken? Is that your blood drippin'?
Uh, finger lickin' when I bang
(I bang to the fullest, motherfucker)
What? When I start to drop, I make it hot, motherfucker
No stoppin', me and Shadow keep it poppin'
Straps gleam with the infrared beam and it's locked in
'Bout to get stuck up, pistol whipped and fucked up
Straps like me seldom seen 'cause it's tucked up
In my waistline, are you sure you wanna take mine?
Test mine, jack mine, empty clip, flatline
It's the 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
So why let 'em slide?
It's the 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
Would you let 'em slide?
It's that slow flow shit, MC's can't hang with
That West Coast shit, that G's like to bang with
That pimped out shit for playaz that slang shit
That Nitebreed shit for those down enough to claim it
Slow flow shit, MC's can't hang with
That West Coast shit, that G's like to bang with
That pimped out shit for playaz that slang shit
That Waptown shit for those down enough to claim it
Hey Chooey, where'd you put the strap at?
Seldom Sene be the name so it's hard to see me
And only real G's get to bust on my CD
It starts too sloppy so fall back and pop me
Every time we make a hit, your bitch makes a copy
She jocks me, at night my name's Papi
Mad 'cause you can't stop me, homie, watch me
Creep too deep, shit that makes you weep
Every day on the concrete soldiers don't sleep
Peep game, Cali insane when we bang
It's the S.S., better than best, now can you hang?
Physical pain now in a critical mind frame
Blood stain my name, it's gonna be a thug thang
So let 'em hang if you think you got heart
Waptown, Nitebreed, motherfucker, don't start
After dark, we spark those and plot schemes
For life, we do this shit from S.D. to I.E
It's the 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
So why let 'em slide?
It's the 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
Would you let 'em slide?
It's that slow flow shit, MC's can't hang with
That West Coast shit, that G's like to bang with
That pimped out shit for playaz that slang shit
That Nitebreed shit for those down enough to claim it
Slow flow shit, MC's can't hang with
That West Coast shit, that G's like to bang with
That pimped out shit for playaz that slang shit
That Waptown shit for those down enough to claim it
Ha ha, what, what
That's the way we do this shit
Under the streetlight, under the streetlights
Where we have street fights
Ha ha, bitch, it don't stop
Mr. Shadow, Seldom Sene
I'm right behind ya, my dog's hardly ever seen
JJ, let these motherfuckers know what's crackin'
61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
Would you let 'em slide?
It's that 61909
When we ride equals mass suicide
Would you let 'em slide?
Ha, maybe, but we still gonna find ya
Seldom's hardly Sene
And Shadow's right behind ya, bitch
Written by: Joshua M Bonilla, Seldom Seen
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