The Hike
N.C. Lyrics

All the gangsters out that third stop
There are many gangsters hanging out near the third stop

That mutherfuckin' bullshit don't you
Don't get involved in that bullshit

Know you dissin' a U. N. L. V. theme bitch
You're disrespecting the U. N. L. V. theme, bitch

Cash Money productions comin' at you
Cash Money productions is coming for you

Comin' later on the Eddie Bow part 2
Eddie Bow part 2 is coming soon

First I got two bags of weed it's not
I first obtained two bags of weed, but it's not an easy task

That easy to lie again here I go again
I'm about to lie again

With another dance I call the Hike
I have another dance move called the Hike

Pucker up with your thumbs
Make a pout with your thumbs

In with your back
Inhale and curve your back

Turn your rzights to left
Turn your eyes to the left

If you get dizzy don't look back
If you get dizzy, don't look back

Well one of my fuckin' boys
One of my friends

Packed and scope a nigga named Mike
Packed and killed a man named Mike

I'm a long way from home and don't see nothin' in sight
I am very far from home and everything looks bleak

I got to hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike)
I have to walk for a long time

Hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike)
Walking, walking, walking

Yes I still got my fuckin' bike and I'm on a hot ten
I still have my bike and I'm feeling great

I lost my fuckin' self because I was drinkin' that juice and gin
I got really drunk on juice and gin

I got my bike build back up I'm doin' a Billie five
I repaired my bike and I'm doing a wheelie

If it wasn't for my helmet yeah I wouldn't be alive
I would be dead if I didn't wear my helmet

I had a powder hot girlie the bitches kicked in
I was with a beautiful girl and I got aroused

I lost control of my fuckin' bike then I thought this was the end
I lost control of my bike and thought it was the end of me

I flipped over the front on the ground I'm on my soccer bike
I flew over my bike and landed on the ground

I have to control myself I thank the Lord I'm still alive
I need to keep myself in check and I'm grateful to be alive

Just proven a point to myself believe no lessons
I have proven a point to myself but learned nothing

Will be learned because I got my bike fixed
I won't learn anything because my bike was fixed

Still smokin' major joints I call one of my hoes
I'm still smoking large joints and I call one of my female contacts

Because I'm ready to serve somethin' let her rent it for the night
I'm ready to offer her services and she can keep it for the night

Go to wasteland that's nothin'
Going to a wasteland is nothing to me

So I'm headed cross the river decided to catch this fuckin' ferry
I'm crossing the river and taking the ferry

There's this freaky bitch plus she gay but she not scary
There's this unconventional girl, she's gay, but not intimidating

This bitch I'm talkin' about she had the gift she wouldn't stop
This girl had remarkable talent that she wouldn't stop using

I had to make it back to her house to make her scream and shout
I needed to go to her place and make her feel pleasure

I'm comin' real hard but I'm a man and still in charge (where you at)
I am assertive, even when I have intense orgasms

On Manhattan Vapor I'm full of that fuckin' weed thinkin' about her
I'm smoking weed and thinking about this girl

On her knees not only for my keys but for her keys
Not only for my car keys but also for her own keys

I took a shout from on over because I ran a red light
I received a shout from someone because I ran a red light

Once again I'm in that world with that weed on my bike
Once again, I'm in that world of smoking weed while riding my bike

Now the year is 94 I got a chance to ride a polo
It's now 1994, and I can finally ride a Polo brand car

I'm bout to get that bitch fixed up and make in gangster on you hoes
I'm going to pimp that car and become a gangster on my rivals

I took a ride to the Eagle scope another bitch how ever
I went to Eagle Street and pursued another woman

Four in the mornin' I got breakfast at eleven
I had breakfast at 11 am after being up since 4 am

I'm chillin' real solo gettin' full of that grits and cheese
I'm alone, eating hearty meals of grits and cheese

I hope this hoe don't burn me because I'm not bout no damn desiese
I hope this girl doesn't give me an STD

I jetted down Chef try to get to Donald Five she rode behind the wheel
I rushed down Chef Road to get to Donald Drive while she drove the car

I hit the gear and broke my tire's pump up in my hand
I shifted gears and my tire's machine broke in my hands

Look for me if you dare i pop my fuckin' trunk
Search for me at your own risk, I popped the trunk

Somebody stole my damn spare
Someone stole my spare tire

The law didn't catch him he was smooth like a cat
The police didn't catch him; he was skillfully avoiding them

The nine would have popped him a left him lyin' on his back
If I had a gun, I would have shot him and left him lying down

Pussy come Pussy go I got to learn to leave it
Sex comes and goes, I need to learn to let it go

That's what I get for always try'na be greedy
This is my punishment for always being greedy