Sliden

[INTRO]

Oh yeah, for the 96-97 we got uh...
Otis & Shug (what we got?)
Knucklehead (Knucklehead!)
Cobra (Cobra!)
And that East Oakland pimp you know as... Dru Down!
And we bout' to flip it
There we go (sliden!)

[COBRA]
From the depths of the bay be the C-O-B-R-A
And Oakland be the paradise where the playas’ play
Comin' straight from the west side though
Found me a good spot
Stop slanging rock on my block, because my hood's hot
But still I chill, I stack my scrilla by the layers
Cause tricks, tramps and haters get no love from us players
Cause we don’t bang, we talk with that O' slang
Say "what's up blood" and drop drops on gold fangs
We servе cream to a fiend and show no shame
Playеrs play the game and pimps, they do the same
I see the cats tryna' creep as I watch 'em in my rearview
I don't trip, counts my grip and keeps a clear view
But now I gots to mosey down the highway
The gold on my spokes blind them freaks lookin' my way
They see the reflection from the stop light, my drops tight
Bustas' want to ride but they have no room inside
’Cause the Cobra never been trippin’ off them suckers that be hatin'
But if they wanna be down I let them bustas shine my Daytons
But they can’t ride mane, they can't side mane
Drop the top on my Caddy, watch me glide, mane
I'm mashing, dashing, bendin' corners in my old school
West side playa’, comin' straight from the O', fool
Now I gots to say just one more thing
Bob yo' head to this bump, 'cause it's this funk I bring, now sing

[Chorus]
I'm ridin', I'm sliden, in the town...
'Cause this is how we do it
I'm ridin', I'm sliden, in my town... (Tooown, Tooown)

[DRU DROWN]
You catch me sliden, gliden, whippin' and dippin' in the 5th lane
Using power steering
Rear end skirting 3 times befo' I hit the stop sign
Hear voices screamin'
Passin' up` the bus stop, listenin' to that bump and that um...
Big block, I'm ridin' in the town
Major known fact, the money counter Dru Down
Parlay Parlay
Me and Cobra can't stay sober
Be high from 9 to 5, from 6 to 9, double up on that high
Little peepy drinkin' remy, ocean waves for the babes
Gold teeth side, one's part [?]
Strictly diamond shinin'
C455 and 454
351 Cleveland is 350 rockets (No stoppin' for the coppers!)
You better ask somebody
Matter of fact ask whoever in the town (and I betcha!)
They'll tell your ass we be out
No doubt, it's automatic reflex
A pimp ain't did nothin' but Imma' still hop the fence
Cause I'm...

[Knucklehead]
Sliden! Cobra, Knuck and Dru Down flossin'
Wind up [?] the coast and [?] bills like Steve Austin
I keep gettin' sloped in 4 doors and coupes
But I choose to cruise with booze in the land with my troops!
Women in my 4-door, man there's more
I never even seen so much booty before (woah...)
Bustas, haters cause we raw, that could be the only reason

[COBRA]
We stayin' busta free and top notches we be pleasin'...

(CHORUS)
I'm ridin', I'm sliden, in the town
'Cause this is how we do it
I'm ridin', I'm sliden, in the town... (Tooown, Tooown)

[COBRA]
Bustas down, G's up and haters freeze up
Forget the gat, I got my back, I'm ready to knock them knees up
They got me steamed 'cause they be hatin' for no reason
We takin' these suckas out because it's playa hata' season

So all you playas come and chill with me
Pour the drink and light the dank and keep it real with me
Because these haters be out to get us but they will not win
'Cause we be rollin' these bustas out while sippin' juice and gin

And I be the true playa' making you haters tweak
And I be comin' like a thief in the night to take your freak
So watch yo back as I creep through the hood
Dim the lights, mash the gas and you know I'm up to no good

I'm creepin' slow watching all you haters bail out
Comin' around the corner watching playa haters yell out
Mission complete as I roll to San Francisco
Sippin' on that liquid crack, you call it Cisco

Six in the morning continue to roll as I drops down
Colder than a mutha but I still gots my top down
I'm bendin' corners as I reach my destination
Layin' it down like a pimp without a bit of hesitation

A hater will fall but the player will prevail
I'm smokin' on that bomb and I'm waiting to exhale
I be Oakland to the heart and to the bomb I'm a slave
So when I lay me down to sleep just put a O' in my grave, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm ridin', I'm sliden, in the town...
'Cause this is how we do it
I'm ridin', I'm sliden, in the town... (Tooown, Tooown)