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CHORUS:(Nate Dogg:)Y'all can't deny it,I'ma f***in' riderYou don't wanna f*** with me(Yeah)Got skills in the trunk with me(OK)Switchin' lanesDo a buck with me(That's right)Y'all can't deny itI'ma f***in' riderYou don't wanna bang with me(Yeah)And you knowI brought my gang with me(OK)Niggaz tripI got my thang with me(Fabolous:)Yo, if they want it, cowards get itThey still wonder how I did itNow y'all wit' it, these niggazSee how I spit itHuh, these b****es see how I kit itYou can hear my coupe a block awayB****es be yellin', "Let me ride"Like they Snoop and Dr DreI keep spittin', them clipsCopped on those calicosKeep sh*ttin', with ziplocksOf that cali dro'Keep hittin', and shift blocksFor that cali doughKeep gettin', my tip rockedBy them cali h*esIt's William Bonnie, stealin' mamisDance closely, even knowThey feel I'm limeyI ain't tryin' to send police to ya restI'm tryin' to put this, piece to ya chestAnd you in piece wit' the restYou can release to the pressThis how G's rideFrom the North to the South toThe East to the West, let's goRepeat chorus(Fabolous and Nate Dogg:)Yo ma, I got you stuck off the realnessThe name's Fabolous, you heard I beIn them trucks wit' the wheels glissedIn VIP, with buckets of chilled Cris'Click, clickWho the f*** wanna feel this?I still got them blocks movin'And the system in my truckThat can make it feelLike the block's movin'My 6-4's, wit' the wheelsAnd the shocks movin'Them boys in blue with the shieldsAnd the glocks movin'(You can't deny it)I'm the same ol' GThe Guc' frames got the same gold GDuke can you frame O-3'Cause if you see meOn ya corner wit' a 40It ain't gonna be named Olde EI might be in Chuck T's, or the chuckersAnd if you duck cheeseI'ma f*** herDuck these motherf***erGhetto Fabolous, niggaI ride till I dieHollerin' 1-8-7 whenI ride through the Stuy, foolRepeat chorus(Nate Dogg:)It ain't really dat hardTo get f***ed upIts really quite easyJust step upI'ma knock him so hardOn his buttJust like he been drinkin'Like he drunkThe fat b**** stood upJust stood upShe 'bout to be steamin'Turn it upYou won't hear a thangKnow you won'tYou too busy sleepin'Won't wake upYou can't deny it(Fabolous:)The kid pull the four outA little quickerYou might end upThe reason, ya homiesWill have to pour out a little liquorEvery stack that a drawsOut a little thickerI get brain, kick the whores outA little quickerYou kids rap that's coolBut the kid's wrapped in jewelsThe kid clapped that toolKidnap that fool, you don't wannaWake up gettin' toldThat ya kids trapped at schoolWhen the time's rightI'ma put this nine rightTo the left side of ya headPush ya mind rightIt's still nothin' but a G thangI thought you knewAnd I'm 'bout to do the numbersThat they thought you doStill don't know meStill jump in a LexThe chain so iceyI got chill bumps on my neckThe NARCS heardHow the krills pump in the jetStill bumpin' ya dexStill dumpin' the tec, stillRepeat chorusYeahThat's rightYeah, OKRepeat chorusmore free lyrics