Get Yo Ride On
Mack 10 Lyrics


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[Mack 10]
Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
You ready Eiht?

[MC Eiht]
Yeah, c'mon

[Mack 10]
I was born to ride, banging, pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry licks
Moms said, "Mack, baby watch for danger"
I said, "Momma don't you know I'm a real gang banger?"
I can't switch over night and be good
And I'll be damned if a nigga turned his back on the hood
So I walked out the door, hopped in the Regal
Twisting triple gold with the all black eagle
Got a deuce fired at Scoob's, I need a gat
So I stopped and got the Tech from my G homie Wreck
He said, "Mack, don't slip dog, u gotta stay heated
And here's the extra clip incase you might need it"
Get the eighty eight skate, ang get your slide on
Throw the Hoo-Bang plack in the back and your ride on

[Chorus: x2]
Ride for me, I'ma ride for you
You Hoo-Bang, I Hoo-Bang, so we all a crew
Get yo ride on, get yo slide on, who the best
Nobody rides like these killas from the west

[Eazy E]
1, 2, 3, and to the 4
Eazy motherfucking with a chrome to your dome
Cruising, in my 6-4 rag top
I got a lot of juice, a lot of fucking block
Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncing
More bounce to the ounce and I'm clowning
Keep the gat in my lap cause I'm fully strapped
For the car jackers, but no haps cause I pack a
Tech 9, plus a A-K 47
Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven
Peep, nigga I don't sleep
Bury motherfuckers in the concrete
You try to creep kinda slow in a Astro
But I'm peeping niggas out in my left window
So I blast, and I blast, so I blast no more
Yo, they call me motherfucking John Doe

[Chorus]

[MC Eiht]
Real thugs roll cause the Westside's sick
Which enemy depicts to catch the 9 clip
Slick, but not like Rick, the gang story
G's kill and ain't shit funny like Joe Corry
Don't make me laugh cause I"m on the wrong the path
Catch the blood bath, it's the aftermath
Slang strike to make money, now ain't that simple?
That silly nigga's wearing vest's but we aim for the temple
Watch my nigga's back, who sacked the yayo
Keep the calico with extra ammo
So and so gets blasted, to the casket
Never seen these west side G's face, we masked it
Y'all best be defeat and be discreet
Catch the hot heat from across the street
Take me in the dump schools that, wanna push me
Retaliation, straight better than hitting pussy

[Chorus]

Ugh, MC Eiht in the motherfucking house
(yeah, Hoo-Bang one time)
Yeah, ha
(Hoo-Bang two times)
Rest in peace Eazy E
(the hip hop thugster)
(yeah)
Fa sho
(Mack Dime)
Come on, ugh




(all day baby, all day baby)
West side riders! Ugh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mack 10's song "Get Yo Ride On" showcase the harsh realities of gang life and the need for protection in that lifestyle. Mack 10 describes how he was "turned out" early by "scandalous freaks" and addicted to crime, leading him to embrace the gang lifestyle. He expresses the notion of once a gang banger, always a gang banger, and that it's not possible to switch over to a "good" life overnight. Mack 10 is committed to his hood and refuses to turn his back on it, which leads him to carry weapons and always stay prepared for danger.


The chorus of the song emphasizes the importance of loyalty and solidarity within the gang. The expression "ride for me, I'ma ride for you" refers to mutual support within the hood, and how everyone needs to be prepared to defend each other. Eazy E's verse adds to the feeling of protection, as he describes the weapons he carries in his car, ready to defend himself against carjackers. MC Eiht's verse further emphasizes the need for vigilance and readiness for violence, as he describes how gang members never show their faces to others and always keep extra ammo to be prepared for any conflict.


Overall, the lyrics to "Get Yo Ride On" paint a vivid picture of the reality of gang life, the need for protection, and the strength of solidarity within the hood.


Line by Line Meaning

Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
Going to do some things with my friends from CPT.


You ready Eiht?
Asking Eiht if he's ready to go with me and do some things.


I was born to ride, banging, pack heat
From birth, I have had an inclination to ride, fight and carry weapons.


Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Because of some prostitutes, I got into a life of crime at a young age.


Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
I have a craving for criminal activity, so I continue to stay involved in it.


With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry licks
I have an affection for promiscuous women and stealing jewelry.


Moms said, "Mack, baby watch for danger"
My mother warned me to look out for danger.


I can't switch over night and be good
I can’t change overnight to be good and leave my criminal life behind.


And I'll be damned if a nigga turned his back on the hood
I refuse to abandon my neighborhood and my criminal affiliations.


So I walked out the door, hopped in the Regal
I left the house and entered my car, a Buick Regal.


Twisting triple gold with the all black eagle
I had three gold wheels and one black wheel on my vehicle.


Got a deuce fired at Scoob's, I need a gat
I shot at two people at Scoob’s, and I needed to grab a gun.


So I stopped and got the Tech from my G homie Wreck
I stopped and got a firearm called a Tech 9 from my friend called Wreck.


Get the eighty eight skate, ang get your slide on
Get a certain type of gun and start shooting.


Throw the Hoo-Bang plack in the back and your ride on
Put the emblem of a certain gang called Hoo-Bang in the back of your car and keep riding.


Chorus: Ride for me, I'ma ride for you
If you ride for me, I’ll ride for you.


You Hoo-Bang, I Hoo-Bang, so we all a crew
Since you belong to Hoo-Bang gang and I belong to Hoo-Bang gang, we are all part of the same group.


Get yo ride on, get yo slide on, who the best
Start driving and shooting and prove that you are the best.


Nobody rides like these killas from the west
No one can drive like the killers from the West.


1, 2, 3, and to the 4
Counting up to 4.


Eazy motherfucking with a chrome to your dome
Eazy has a gun pointed to your head.


Cruising, in my 6-4 rag top
Driving around in a 1964 Chevrolet convertible.


I got a lot of juice, a lot of fucking block
I control a lot of things and have a lot of money.


Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncing
When I push the hydraulics button my car bounces.


More bounce to the ounce and I'm clowning
My car has a lot of bounce and I am playing around.


Keep the gat in my lap cause I'm fully strapped
I keep my gun on my lap because I am fully prepared for any danger.


For the car jackers, but no haps cause I pack a
I am ready for any carjackers that may come my way.


Tech 9, plus a A-K 47
I have two different firearms, a Tech 9 and an AK-47.


Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven
I may die soon or go to jail.


Peep, nigga I don't sleep
I always stay awake and alert.


Bury motherfuckers in the concrete
I have killed people and buried them in the cement.


You try to creep kinda slow in a Astro
You are trying to approach me slowly in a Chevrolet Astro van.


But I'm peeping niggas out in my left window
I am watching you from my left window.


So I blast, and I blast, so I blast no more
I keep shooting until I can’t shoot anymore.


Yo, they call me motherfucking John Doe
My name is John Doe.


Chorus
If you ride for me, I’ll ride for you. We are all part of the Hoo-Bang crew. Start driving and shooting and prove that you are the best. No one can drive like the killers from the West.


Real thugs roll cause the Westside's sick
True gangsters are found in the West Coast.


Which enemy depicts to catch the 9 clip
Identifying who your enemies are and killing them.


Slick, but not like Rick, the gang story
Being slick and clever, but not like Ricky Ross, a notorious drug dealer.


G's kill and ain't shit funny like Joe Corry
Gangsters kill people and it's nothing funny about it, like the killing of Joe Corry in 1979.


Don't make me laugh cause I"m on the wrong the path
Don’t make me laugh because I’m on a dangerous path that could end badly for both of us.


Catch the blood bath, it's the aftermath
Get ready for a lot of violence and bloodshed.


Slang strike to make money, now ain't that simple?
Selling drugs to make money is quite easy.


That silly nigga's wearing vest's but we aim for the temple
A person wearing a bulletproof vest can still be killed if shot in the head.


Watch my nigga's back, who sacked the yayo
Protect my friend who has my drugs.


Keep the calico with extra ammo
Keep a certain type of gun with extra ammunition.


So and so gets blasted, to the casket
Kill someone and bury them in a casket.


Never seen these west side G's face, we masked it
Wear a mask so that no one can see your face while committing violent acts.


Y'all best be defeat and be discreet
You should surrender and stay quiet if confronted with me.


Catch the hot heat from across the street
Get shot by my gun from across the street.


Take me in the dump schools that, wanna push me
Take me to a place where I can dispose of bodies and get revenge on those who cross me.


Retaliation, straight better than hitting pussy
Revenge is better than having sex with a woman.


MC Eiht in the motherfucking house
MC Eiht is present and ready to act.


(yeah, Hoo-Bang one time)
Acknowledging his gang affiliation.


Rest in peace Eazy E
Acknowledging the death of fellow rapper Eazy-E.


(the hip hop thugster)
Describing Eazy-E as a hip hop thugster.


(yeah)
Expression of affirmation.


Fa sho
For sure.


(Mack Dime)
Identification of himself as Mack Dime.


Come on, ugh
Let's go.


(all day baby, all day baby)
Continuation of enthusiasm.


West side riders! Ugh
West Coast gangsters in the house!




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: DEDRICK ROLISON, KENRIC FRELIX, TREVON GREEN

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