Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ by Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. South Sentrelle)
Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ by Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. South Sentrelle)

Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’

Tha Dogg Pound & South Sentrelle * Track #7 On Dogg Food

Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ Lyrics

[Intro: Dat Nigga Daz]
Ahhhhhwww shit
Fuck

[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz]
It's a brand new day in the hood
It's money to make, and I'm doin' bad, and it ain't lookin' good
It's all about the you-know-what everywhere that I roll
And never leave empty-handed without packin' my chrome
If it's on, it's on — I put down my gangsta hand
Show and provin' began, put the jack down to chance
See, I can put down like this, and you don't know why
Niggas always would try, but soon they all just die
How they come up like I, would put my biz in the street
I'd like to say is that the jack made my life complete
Fifty-four thousand — the cash, eleven G's the stash
But it still ain't enough, so what can I plot next?
An armored truck would be fine, as I come up from behind
Grab seven bags and fled, not wastin' no time
Coppers tailin' my ass, breathin' hard down my back
Now my biz in the corner as I aband' the 'Llac
Grab the satchel full of money, back to Style crib
I throw the money on the table, say "We back in biz"
I caught the biggest dope sack, I got my hood sewed up
Now everybody 'bout to make the bomb soaked uncut

[Chorus: South Sentrelle & Dat Nigga Daz]
Ridin', I'm ridin' high
(Make money, money, make money, money, money)
Slipin' and slidin' (Jack, jack for your money)
(I'm ridin' high)
(Jack, jack for your money)

[Verse 2: Dat Nigga Daz]
Ran outta dope, the situation's back where I left
A voice quietly tellin' me, "You gotta come up on some bread"
Don't get it twisted for shit, see, I be mashin' on my own mission
Never dreamin' or wishin' the money that I'm missin'
Heard some niggas doubt, clockin', rakin' in all the dough
And since I'm doin' bad, I gotta jakk for they dough
Called my partners in crime — Kurupt, Nate Dogg and Style
True soldiers from Tha Dogg Pound, puttin' it down
Kick the do' in wit' the gauge and fo'-fo' (Don't move)
Blast a couple of niggas as I style wit' all the dough
Five pounds of coke, two pounds of orange
Now we baggin' it up, and smokin' all night long
I wanna trip, then I didn't have no chip
And my pockets were short, and I started to trip
To maintain waddn't no problem, stopped by my bitch house
She was poppin' with them sales, I don't play that shit! (Bitch!)
And sold five-hundred in cavi, barely happy today
Finna knock her out, and my homie had to say (Well..)

[Verse 3: Kurupt & (Dat Nigga Daz)]
Well, I got me a plot on the Westside of town
Wit' some mark-ass niggas from the other side
(Yeah! Let's put it down!)
Now, Dogg Pound Gangstaz, true indeed (Hmm-hmm)
We see the layout down, as we proceed
Two in the front, three in the back
I'm 'bout to make niggas collapse
Cock back the strap two minutes before the jakk takes place
Now we face-to-face, and I'm in the mood for a murder
So I'm all for the do-low, and you know (What?)
The chances advances stages (That's right)
Gauges and three-eighties, crazy, niggas shady (What?)
'Til I'm 80, what I'mma do is mine for my loot
Wit' the homies, mash on the mission about quarter to two
When we arrive, I be the first nigga to dip
Straight to the front do' and intentions to straight trip
(Nigga, Dogg Pound Gangstaz!)
I gotta make my grip, and I made my grip
Wit' the quickness, niggas here to lick and got paid, bitch!

[Outro: South Sentrelle & Dat Nigga Daz]
Ridin' (Make money, money, make money, money, money)
Slipin' and slidin' (Jack, jack for your money, jack, jack for your money) (I'm ridin' high)
I don't trust a bitch (Take, take, money, money)
So fuck a bitch (Take, money, money, money)
(Jack, jack for your money)
(I'm ridin' high)
(Jack, jack for your money)
What's the function? (Makin' money)
What's the game? (Dogg Pound)
All aboard (Death Row)
The cavi train (I'm ridin' high)
All you busters (Busta-ass nigga)
Ridin' 'round (Thinkin' y'all hard and shit)
You don't wanna (Straight up, muthafuckaz)
See Dogg Pound (I'm ridin' high) (Eastside 'til I die)
South Sentrelle and Tha D.P.G
(I'm ridin' high)
Kurupt Tha Kingpin and Dat Nigga Daz, yeah (I'm ridin' high)
Sentrelle and Tha D.P.G. (I'm ridin' high)

Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ Q&A

Who wrote Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’'s ?

Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ was written by Dave Swang & Daz Dillinger & Kurupt.

Who produced Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’'s ?

Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ was produced by Daz Dillinger & Dave Swang.

When did Tha Dogg Pound release Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’?

Tha Dogg Pound released Ridin’, Slipin’ & Slidin’ on Tue Oct 31 1995.

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