Song Lyrics T-Bone - Ride Wit Me    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> T>> T-Bone Singer Lyrics [T-Bone other resources]>> Ride Wit Me Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: T-Bone Music Title/Track: Ride Wit Me Theme ID: 443 Album: N/A Who this rapper tryin to step to me Talkin bout you ain't really bout that ministry Child please, we's them G's on them knees Preachin from California to the Florida Keys, we be Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they're herb And dippin 64's, hittin switches on the curb Then swerve back in place, bump that bass Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase Like Mase, 'Im fittin, makin ya feel so good' When I bump this gospel music in your hood, Inglewood West Covina, Pasadena, then take it to my gente, in Puente I can't forget about all my patnas in the 415, 510, 916 Make them chips, we stick together like cement and bricks Now just bounce to this playalisctic Boneybone hit [Chorus] Dip bounce, side to side And come ride wit a play from that killa Cali westside Pyscho, westcoast, rider, music For you and all your dawgs to ride to [T-Bone] Shh, ain't not talkin, while I'm puttin demons in coffins Dippin in the Cadillac bumpin Dawkins and Dawkins Got me wrapped up, tied up If you love Cali, playa throw the Westside up now watch me ride like them hell's angels In them Harleys, or them cowboys wit the blue wranglers Swingin ther lasso, screamin wild wild west Cuz where I'm from, you need a bullet prrof vest Smoke the what for your stress Nah dawg, hold up, wait a minute Cuz ain't no high unless the Holy Ghost ain't rolled up in it I get drunk in the spirit on a day to day basis And preach the WORD, to my patnas catchin cases Racist clicks too, piru flamed up in blue Crips too, God wanna bless you 2, 3, 4 and 5, now close your eyes And bump this in your ride while you glide and... [Chorus] [T-Bone] I just can't stop, makin suacy gospel hip hop Fittin do this, til the day that I drop Like Tupac, 'who do you believe in' I put my faith in God, blessed to be breathin Preachin to the heathen, buckin them demons Oh what a feelin, got the crowd screamin Dancin on the ceilin So hate if you wanna man, say what you say But gospel rap wit Bone is like LA wit out a Dr. Dre Or Sway without Tech, catchin wreck Or these Californias streets without a ghetto vet It ain't happenin, Bibles I'm still packin them And jackin demons wit them 44 magnums [Chorus] Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Wipe Your Tears, Every Little Thing, Humans From Earth, Call It Stormy Monday, Its A Low Down Dirty Deal, Shes The No Sleepinest Woman, T-Bone Shuffle, Youre My Best Poker Hand, My Getaway, Touch Myself, Wanna Take Me Back, Love Is Blind, 20th Century Boy, All Alone, Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerrang, Baby Strange, Ballrooms Of Mars, Bang A Gong (get It On), Buick Mackane, Calling All Destroyers, Carsmile Smith & The Old One, Carsmile Smith The Old One, Casual Agent, Change, Chariot Choogle, Children Of The Revolution, Chrome Sitar, Cosmic Dancer, Crimson Moon, Dandy In The Underworld, Dawn Storm, Diamond Meadows, Dreamy Lady, Easy Action, Explosive Mouth, Futuristic Dragon (Introduction), Galaxy, Get It On, Get It On (Bang A Gong), Girl, Groove A Little, Hang Ups, Hang-Ups, Highway Knees, Hot Love, I Love To Boogie, Im A Fool For You Girl, Interstellar Soul, Jason B. Sad, Other T-Bone song Lyrics Blazin Microphones Lyrics Blazin Mics Lyrics Conversion Lyrics Crazy Hispanic Lyrics Demon Executor Lyrics Demons Lyrics Drunk In The Spirit Lyrics Hip-Hop Announcement Lyrics Hurt N Pain Lyrics Intro Lyrics Keep On Praisin Lyrics ...Show All Other Artists T-bone Burnett Lyrics T-Bone Walker Lyrics T-Boz Lyrics T. Graham Brown Lyrics T. Rex Lyrics T.A.T.U. Lyrics T.A.T.U. (TATU) Lyrics T2 Lyrics T42 F/ Sharp Lyrics Ta Gana Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy