Ja Rule Ja Rule - Smokin And Ridin Lyrics

"Smokin And Ridin"
(feat. 0-1, Jodie Mack)

[Ja Rule]
Gangsta.. you know
Huh, gangsta, c'mon, hehe
Uhh.. got my n____ Vin Diesel in the house, y'know
Number one movie in the country and all that
Haha! Yo..

[Chorus: Ja Rule]
Nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (n____!)
Come on and ride with us (b____ES!)
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters (YO!) smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us (C'MON n____Z!)
Come on and ride with us (YO!)

[Ja Rule]
Hey baby; c'mon and hop in my fo'-three-oh, S-E
And let's see, how quick you fall victim to this G
I'm a gangsta b____, a mack like Goldie
But I never let the strength of this money control money
n____z is somethin like pimps, the Rule is an O.G.
I make three G's a day, thirty-three a week
And my hoes hardly speak - they smoke while they ride
Just, blowin the driver, when I'm one car behind ya
(Nuttin but some gangsters) on Daytons and lowriders
And three-wheel motion, b__pin Tha Eastsidaz
I love Cali-for-ni-ay, on a hot day
Where the green is wetter, and the head is even better
(So get high tonight.. and if you rollin like I'm rollin
you ridin right.. and if she f___in with them gangstas
ain't nuttin nice.. and if you knowin what I'm knowin
then live your life.. cause, we're..)

[Chorus]

(Cause, we're..)

[0-1]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Ridin by in them big trucks
Chrome wheels spinnin and killin n____z with big bucks
See baby I came up, from bein a thug
From a n____ sellin them drugs on the corner throwin up slugs
(Show me love!) All of y'all b____es wanna ride with us
(Mask and gloves!) Up when it's time to f___ b____es
(Wanna be loved!) All you get is hard d___ off the drugs
(Pass the bud!) Yo b____ I ain't seen none of that dub
But give me that Remi, a half a bottle already in me
I cop a ounce, from one stizzy, and smoke 'til I'm dizzy
Who ridin with me? Both of y'all b____es slide right in
Just me, you, and your friend - I'll be f___in y'all 'til the mornin
C'mon, I love b____es with thongs on, that love to get it on
with gangsters, leavin they p____es warm
'til like four in the mornin, baby girl, I'm gone
Hop in the 6, devour your lawn b____, cause we're

[Chorus]

(Cause, we're..)

[Jodie Mack]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Holla!
And if you, bout the dollars then pop your collars
Cause we ain't nuttin but some gangsters, n____ smokin and ridin
Who put it down for real, got this dough multiplyin
Straight, livin it up and f___in with thugs
that push trucks that's sittin on dubs, not givin a f___
Y'all n____z know me, Chris Black slash the O.G.
So please believe I'm gangsta I control these streets

[Ja Rule]
Yo, nobody leaves nobody breathes until I enter the party
And ease up in a 550 Medina Ferrari
Pull in handicapped parkin, hop out with the lock in
and wink at the hoes while I walk in
Who's ridin and smokin tonight with players
And I ain't talkin bout them n____z with them Marvin gators
I'm talkin bout them n____z all up in fronts and gauges
and runnin up in spots and blazin, we call them gangsters, yo!

[Chorus]

[Outro: Ja Rule]
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters.. smokin and ridin
Come on get high with us
Come on and ride with us
Cause, we're.. nuttin but some gangsters