Ridin' High

Yo, it's Sunday, wake up at a quarter to four
 And I was still feeling buzzed from the night before
 Put on the TV set, but the cable's out
 Damn, only a night before the Chavez bout
 I get dress, put on my baggies and my Raiders cap
 Vatos, they be bugging so I got's to strap
 Yo, call my posse cause they ain't no joke
 He got a '82 Regal on some Dayton spokes
 And we be rolling, chop top, gangsta down
 Bumping Lakeside, yo the gangsta sound
 On the boulevard, being hard
 Yo, got the baggy on the 40 so the pisto's cold
 Bust a left so the jura was behind us
 We in our own neighborhood, they won't find us
 Aye, yo the hynas, they be looking cause the ride was fly
 And me and the homeboys, yo we be riding high
 I'm riding high, I'm riding on that highway
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 I'm riding high, let me take you on a trip with me
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 Yo, I just got out of work, I had a long one
 Tequila was last year so pass me a strong one
 Sitting on the stool, sipping a brew
 Playing some pool and acting a fool
 At the local bar, we call the Double-L
 We got 86 cause we was raising hell
 So we went to my homeboy's pad
 A crazy after hour where the girls were bad
 Get down, get down, that's my motto
 Slow Pain was pimping a girl, holding a bottle
 We met some hynas and the girls were fine
 And Poe, he was freaking on this girl's behind
 Now A.L.T., that's me, homes, yes the
 Man with a 40, in his hand smoking yeska
 The girl, he said that the crew was fly
 And me and the homeboys, yo we be riding high
 I'm riding high, I'm riding on that highway
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 I'm riding high, let me take you on a trip with me
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 Yo, it's hot as hell on the LA streets
 And I'm just cruising, listening to old school beats
 Yeah, just rolling with the top down
 Aye yo punk, step up or get dropped down
 Once again it's on, the girls are on
 Yo Marvin's on, so let's get it on
 So we park in a dark spot
 The 40s was cold and the girls were hot
 While the weekends come, the weekends go
 The girls that we got never said no
 So the dog is out, the night is old
 The girls went home so the stories told
 And me and my homies, we was bugging, laughing
 And then we started telling everybody what happened
 We told them, damn, man the girls was fly
 And me and the homeboys, yo we be riding high
 I'm riding high, I'm riding on that highway
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 I'm riding high, let me take you on a trip with me
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 I'm riding high, I'm rolling with my homies
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)
 I'm riding high, let me take you on that gangsta ride
 (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)