Ridin & Smokin lyrics

[Intro: WC]
Hallway on the beat
Hallway on the beat
Sound like a gang of elephants in the trunk around this motherf*cker
Somebody let them motherf*ckers out
What's happenin'?
What's happenin' with it?
Chicken Hill
Motherf*cker
I see ya'll

[Verse 1: WC]
Hustle all day
Leaving hater sauteed
Down on my knees, shootin' dice in the hallway
Yeah n*gga, time to turn the noise up
Play time is over, pick them motherf*ckin' toys up
Here come a savage, I'm grabbin' my hammer and shatter em'
Crackin' all the lenses in your paparazzi cameras
That O.E. 4-0, with a stagger
Bald headed Ingle motherf*cker with no manners
Skip skippin' and grippin' the full clip
I'm firing up that good again and
Ya'll bullsh*ttin' in it
f*ck a love rap, where them dubs at?
I'm a thug, grind to the tops with bird tucked in my buttcrack
From South Central to Northern Cali
I galley through the alley with the gamblers
Hard crack scramblers
Who got the game sealed?
n*ggas better say Chicken Hill
Move back, we 'bout to pop like pills
[Hook: C Plus]
We just ridin', ridin'
And smokin'
Through Northern, Central, Southern California
West Coastin'
I keep my pistol tucked
When the hoes show up and make the G's come out
So we can party all night til' they kickin' us out
Then we take a couple bad b*tches back to the crib
Excuse me, that's just how we live

[Verse 2: B-Legit]
Street n*gga, slap a sucka with my left hand
And I don't peel em' tall, speakin' on the next man
And yeah ma, I can be your pus*y's best friend
Hit you from the back, f*ck you til' you can't stand
I like a pretty face, long hair, pretty feet
And good grief, baby look good enough to eat
I got her boyfriend jealous and the girl geeked
The b*tch can't breathe, n*gga, let her off the leash
I'm a beast and f*ck g's, I'll split your onion
Hollow tips go zips, if you hear em' hummin'
Cinnabon on the bottom of the tommy-gunnin'
And that'll have a n*gga runnin' like a lil woman
I'm where it's sunny and the money like to grow on trees
I'm talkin' Cookies with the Kush and the purple leaves
I could get em' where you at if they need to be
And you could holler at the Chicken if you lookin' for me
[Hook: C Plus]
We just ridin', ridin'
And smokin'
Through Northern, Central, Southern California
West Coastin'
I keep my pistol tucked
When the hoes show up and make the G's come out
So we can party all night til' they kickin' us out
Then we take a couple bad b*tches back to the crib
Excuse me, that's just how we live

[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
I am
A sicko, psycho, is so, nitro
Schizo, tight flow, pistol, tyco
High speed, I need, a little bit of that light green
Might seem, venomous, movie and a dinner sh*t
Grrr, I'm an animal, a cannibal
And when I come to Chicken, they cook meat for mannibal
Yeah, and I drop heat with stamina, rammin' her
Butcher knife, all up in your famila
Grrr, just caught a case
Now I'm on a murder spree and scrapin' off your face
Then I put your face on, face off, face it
Rock it through the woods like Jason
Face lifts
Like a space ship
Millennium
I'm talkin' Darth Vader and I bake it and rape it
Let me slow it down and I'm smokin' one more pound
And I'm huggin' on the ground
[Hook X4: C Plus]
We just ridin', ridin'
And smokin'
Through Northern, Central, Southern California
West Coastin'
I keep my pistol tucked
When the hoes show up and make the G's come out
So we can party all night til' they kickin' us out
Then we take a couple bad b*tches back to the crib
Excuse me, that's just how we live

[Outro: WC]
Dub Cizzle
A.K.A skip skip all about the skrill
f*ckin' with Chicken Hill
That's right
Can't nobody f*ck with Chicken Hill
Dub Cizzle
Das mee nil
Hallway on the beat
f*ckin' up the concrete
What's happenin' with it?
What's up?
What it do and all that other bullsh*t n*ggas be hollerin'
Motherf*cker, you know what it do
Chicken Hill is what it do
Right here
Beat your ass black and blue motherf*cker
What's happenin'?
b*tch ass motherf*cker
Ya'll can't f*ck with Chicken Hill