Ride On
Dr. Alimantado Lyrics

Biatch
Addressing someone in a contemptuous manner

Eeh? W'appen nuh, baby?
Hey, what's up? You look good in your car.

Longtime me ah watch you and me wan' chat to you
I've been watching you for a long time and I want to talk to you.

And you gwan like you nuh wan' chat to me
You seem to be avoiding me and don't want to talk to me.

So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
What's going on with you, Dre? Tell me what's happening.

Creepin' down the back street on D's
Driving slowly down the quiet street on large rims.

I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
I have my gun ready because some people want to steal my belongings.

No soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
As soon as I mentioned it, I noticed some suspicious activity around me.

By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
Someone with a TEC-9 gun was trying to steal my things.

You wanna make noise? Make noise
If you want to cause trouble, go ahead and do it.

I make a phone call, my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
I have connections and can call people who will come to help me, just like the Gotti boys.

Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
People are getting killed on Greenleaf Street.

With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
I'm Dre, and don't mess with me or you could end up like those people with their heads cut off.

So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day
Listen carefully to what I'm saying because it's important and will happen every day.

Rollin' in my four with sixteen switches
I'm driving my car with sixteen different ways to control the suspension.

And got sounds for the bitches
I have a sound system in my car that the ladies will like.

Clockin' all the riches, got the hollow points for the snitches
I'm keeping an eye out for wealthy targets and have bullets for those who would betray me.

So won't you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
Just leave me alone because I'm too difficult to rob.

And no, this ain't Aerosmith
This is not rock music like Aerosmith.

It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
I'm Dr. Dre from Compton and I'm a badass.

On a robbin' spree, a straight G
I'm on a mission to rob people and I'm a real gangster.

Hop back, as I pop my top, you trip
I'm leaning back in my car as I open the doors, it looks like you're impressed.

I let the hollow points commence to pop, pop, pop
I start firing my gun.

Yeah, 'cause if it don't stop
I'll continue shooting if the situation doesn't resolve itself.

I'll have to put my shit in reverse, go back and take another spot
If I can't get what I want here, I'll go somewhere else and try again.

'Cause I'm Rollin' in my six-four
I'm driving my 1964 Chevrolet Impala with pride.

What all the niggas sayin'?
What are the other people around me saying?

Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (hell yeah)
I want to ride with you, so pull over and let me get in.

Just another motherfuckin' day for Dre, so I'll begin like this
This is just another typical day for me, so here's what I'm gonna do.

No medallions, dreadlocks or black fists
I'm not wearing any jewelry, dreadlocks, or symbols but I'm still a gangster.

It's just that gangsta glare with gangsta raps
My stare and my lyrics are both intimidating and gangster-like.

That gangsta shit makes a gangs of snaps, uh
Gangsta stuff makes people take notice.

Word to the motherfuckin' streets
This is the truth that people in the streets know.

And word to these hyped-ass lyrics and dope beats
This is the truth about my famous lyrics and great beats.

That I hit you with, that I get you with
These are the lyrics and beats that I use to hit you and charm you with.

As I groove in my four on D's, hittin' the switches
I'm driving my car on big rims, and I'm bouncing the suspension to the beat of the music.

Bitches, relax, while I get my proper swerve on
Ladies, calm down and enjoy the ride while I drive with style.

Bumpin' like a muhfucker, ready to get my serve on
My car is shaking and bumping with the music, and I'm ready to party and enjoy myself.

But before I hit the dope spot
Before I go to buy drugs at the designated spot.

Gotta get the chronic, the Rémy Martin and my soda pop
I need to get some marijuana, Rémy Martin cognac, and some soft drinks before I go.

Now I'm smellin' like Indonesia
I'm smelling like the country where the marijuana originated, Indonesia.

Bus stop full of fly bitches and skeezers
There are lots of attractive ladies waiting at the bus stop.

On my dick 'cause my four on hit
These ladies like me because of my car and its big rims.

Pancake, front and back, side to side, and all that shit
My car's suspension is so low that the car can tilt and bounce to the side.

So when I crawl, I comes correct
I'm moving slowly and safely to get there.

Now if your bitch in my shit, it's your bitch you check, nigga
If your girl is getting in my car, it's your responsibility to make sure she behaves properly.

Now let the Chevrolet slide
Let this vintage car roll down the road.

As I dip and make a trip to the South side, yeah
As I move and take a trip to the southern part of the city.

What all the bitches sayin'?
What are the other ladies around me saying?

Swing down, sweet chariot, stop and let me ride (what all the motherfuckin' bitches sayin'?)
Pull over and let me get in, just like all the ladies around me are saying.

Check this out
Listen to this.

The sun went down when I hit Slauson
The sun had set by the time I reached Slauson Street.

On my way to the strip, now I'm just flossin'
I'm heading to the strip club, and now I'm showing off.

Checkin' my rearview 'cause niggas they will do
I'm checking my rearview mirror because people might try to rob me.

Jack moves, black fools 'cause I smack fools
People might try to rob me, but I'm prepared to defend myself and retaliate if necessary.

Tryna set me up for a 211
People are trying to set me up for a robbery.

Fuck around and get caught up in a 187
If you try to rob me, you might get killed.

But I don't represent no gang bang
I'm not in a gang and don't want any trouble.

Some niggas like lynchin' but I just watch 'em hang
Some people like to hurt and kill others, but I just watch from a distance.

So on and so on, why don't you let me roll on?
That's just how things go, why don't you let me keep going?

I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on
I remember the days when I had to walk around, and couldn't afford a car.

Didn't nobody wanna speak
Nobody wanted to talk to me.

Now everybody peepin' out they window
Now everybody wants to see me and check me out.

When they hear me beatin' up the street
When they hear my car's bass-heavy music playing and rattling the windows.

Is it Dre? Is it Dre?
People are asking if it's me driving by.

That's what they say every single motherfuckin' day
People ask if it's me driving by every day.

Yo, but I ain't trippin', I'm just kickin' it
I'm not worried about it, I'm just hanging out and enjoying myself.

While my D's keep spinnin' and these hoes keep grinnin' I'll be
As my rims keep spinning, and ladies keep smiling, I'll be doing my thing.

What everybody sayin'?
What is everyone around me saying?

Swing down (swing down), sweet chariot, stop (I wanna ride)
Pull over, and let me ride with you.

And let me ride (hell yeah)
Yeah, let me ride with you!

And let me ride (what everybody sayin'?)
Let me ride with you, what are people saying around us?