Ride on
Snoop Dogg feat. Kurupt Lyrics
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We should ride out, (smoking that doja)
Roll up, til we all come down (we gettin' over)
Til its over, we gettin' over
Til we all come down (smoking that doja, we gettin' over)
We should ride out (ride, ride)
Roll up (lets roll, roll)
Its over, we gettin' over
Til we all come down (smoking on that doja, we gettin' over)
Like what my nigga, I don't give a fuck bout nothing my nigga
You talking bout, without a doubt
In an' out, running out, with an half an ounce
I'm ready for you baby
Come and meet me buy me a candy drippin' old school 80 chevy
Ready, gotti, the biz setter said his name was betty, boom
She lost it when I went into the room
I scene'd, too much of a gangster scene
Then I hit her with the gangsta lean
Doing it the way it supposed to be
We should ride
Doing it the way it supposed to be
We should ride out, (smoking that doja)
Roll up, til we all come down (we gettin' over)
Til its over, we gettin' over
Til we all come down (smoking that doja, we gettin' over)
We should ride out (ride, ride)
Roll up (lets roll, roll)
Til we all come down (we gettin' over, over on top of ya)
Its over, we gettin' over
Til we all come down (smoking on that doja, we gettin' over)
Skip the long, rip the bone slow
Hoppin' and hoppin' in the boo 6'4
Rolling with a bad one, [?]
Behind the ten, president
My residents at your expense, are you a sharp
A new fish or a new jumbo shrimp
Pulling the case ain't no chasin' me, or replacin' me, no lacin' me
I hold up the whole broom, they can see
And the kush is the reason we dank it g'
And spanky beat, in my sack
Where doctor [?] put us right back on fact
Now we can smoke to that, I spoke to cat flat
Bout the other shit connected
Uncle jim's army and we back here protected
The funk bang, never be the same, burning up kush
We should ride out, (smoking that doja)
Roll up, til we all come down (we gettin' over)
Til its over, we gettin' over
Til we all come down (smoking that doja, we gettin' over)
We should ride out (ride, ride)
Roll up (lets roll, roll)
Til we all come down (we gettin' over, over on top of ya)
Its over, we gettin' over
Til we all come down (smoking on that doja, we gettin' over)
The song "Ride On" by Snoop Dogg feat. Kurupt is a euphoric celebration of marijuana culture. The lyrics are an invitation to indulge in the pleasures of the good life with fellow like-minded people, as the singer urges his listeners to join him in a music-filled ride, smoking that doja, rolling up and chilling until it’s all over. The chorus is like a mantra or a prayer for the undisrupted flow of the party, which keeps going until it's over.
The explicit lyrics are also about Snoop Dogg's luxurious lifestyle, his rags to riches story, and his love for cars, women, and everything shiny. In a way, the song is also a reflection of the rapper's persona, which is laidback, confident, and unapologetically cool. The line, "Skip the long, rip the bone slow, Hoppin' and hoppin' in the boo 6'4 Rolling with a bad one" paints a picture of Snoop Dogg driving his classic Cadillac (6'4) with a beautiful woman by his side.
Overall, the song is upbeat and catchy, with a funky vibe that combines old-school rap with contemporary R&B. It's a perfect song to play on a hot summer day, with nothing to worry about except the next round of joints.
Line by Line Meaning
May the funk be with you, as we toast to the boogie
Let's enjoy the music and party together
We should ride out, (smoking that doja)
Let's take a ride and smoke weed
Roll up, til we all come down (we gettin' over)
Let's keep smoking until we feel high
Til its over, we gettin' over
We will keep partying until it's done
Til we all come down (smoking that doja, we gettin' over)
We will continue smoking and partying until we feel relaxed
We should ride out (ride, ride)
Let's go on an adventure
Roll up (lets roll, roll)
Let's prepare to smoke some weed
Til we all come down (we gettin' over, over on top of ya)
We will keep getting high and feeling good
Its over, we gettin' over
Even though the party is ending, we will keep feeling good
Skip the long, rip the bone slow
Let's skip the chit-chat and smoke weed slowly
Hoppin' and hoppin' in the boo 6'4
Riding a fancy car and having fun
Rolling with a bad one, [?], Behind the ten, president
Going out with a hot girl and feeling important and confident
My residents at your expense, are you a sharp, A new fish or a new jumbo shrimp
I live a luxurious life, and I don't care if you're new or inexperienced
Pulling the case ain't no chasin' me, or replacin' me, no lacin' me
Police can't catch me, and nobody can replace me
I hold up the whole broom, they can see
I'm the best, and everybody knows it
And the kush is the reason we dank it g', And spanky beat, in my sack
We smoke weed to feel good, and we have some music with us
Where doctor [?] put us right back on fact, Now we can smoke to that, I spoke to cat flat
We did some drugs, and now we're feeling good. I talked to someone named Cat
Bout the other shit connected, Uncle jim's army and we back here protected
We talked about some important matters, and now we're safe with Uncle Jim's crew
The funk bang, never be the same, burning up kush
We're listening to great music and smoking a lot of weed
Lyrics © DistroKid, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CALVIN BROADUS, DAMON RIDDICK, R BROWN
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ray rudis
Say what you want about snoop this goes harder than a lot of these new songs and kurupt killed it and quik killed it with that banging ass beat!
Robert Perez
I agree my boy the music now a days can't even compete with this "UNFUCKWITHABLE WESTCOAST MASTERPIECE"
Kevin Simmons
back when Snoop was straight up unapologetically gangsta
Larry Saytee
mad lyrical too (very artistic)!
free thinking
Still listening Still lit
TraceOneInfinite2thaDome
Novel period in Snoop's career he was stranded on Death Row and just before he signed with Master P--still capable of making bangers!
Michael Baskerville II
“I might chest rock ya/ I ain’t afraid to blast / I might rock a fella (Roc-A-Fella) like Damon Dash, grip the heater and slap yo ass, cock it back, automatic clap yo ass!” - Kurupt 🔥
Because I’m me
When producers had their own sound.
Job. Jordan
Quik
Calvester Marks
Still my all time snoop dogg track.