A.L.T., Rich Garcia - Ridin' High lyrics
[A.L.T., Rich Garcia - Ridin' High lyrics]
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 the night before the job is bout
I get dress
Put on my baggies and my Raiders cap
Vatos, they be bugging so I got's to strap
Yo, call the posse cause it ain't no joke
He got a 82 regal on some Dayton spokes
And we be rolling, chop top, gangsta down
Put the Lakeside on the gangsta sound
On the boulevard, being hard
Yo, got that baggy on the
40 so the pisto cold
Bust a left so the juda 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 my homies, we be riding high
I'm riding high, I'm riding on that highway
I'm riding high
Let me take you on a trip with me
Yo, I just got out of work, I had a long one
Tequila was so pass me a strong one
Sitting on the stool, sipping a brew
Playing some and acting a fool
At the local par, we call a 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, man the girls were fine
And Poe, he was freaking on a girl's behind
Now ALT, that's me, homes, yesta
Man with a 40, in his hand smoking yeska
The girl, he said that the crew was fly
And me and my homies, yo we be riding high
I’m riding high, I’m riding on that highway
I'm riding high
Let me take you on a trip with me
Yo, it’s hot as hell on the LA streets
And I was cruising
Listening the old school beats
Yeah, just rolling with the top down
Aye, yo punk, step up or get drop 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 were 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 my homies, yo we be riding high
I’m riding high, I'm riding on that highway
I'm riding high
Let me take you on a trip with me
I'm riding high, I'm rolling with my homies
I'm riding high
Let me take you on that gangsta ride
And I was still feeling buzzed
From the night before
Put on the TV set, but the cable’s out
Damn, only the night before the job is bout
I get dress
Put on my baggies and my Raiders cap
Vatos, they be bugging so I got's to strap
Yo, call the posse cause it ain't no joke
He got a 82 regal on some Dayton spokes
And we be rolling, chop top, gangsta down
Put the Lakeside on the gangsta sound
On the boulevard, being hard
Yo, got that baggy on the
40 so the pisto cold
Bust a left so the juda 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 my homies, we be riding high
I'm riding high, I'm riding on that highway
I'm riding high
Let me take you on a trip with me
Yo, I just got out of work, I had a long one
Tequila was so pass me a strong one
Sitting on the stool, sipping a brew
Playing some and acting a fool
At the local par, we call a 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, man the girls were fine
And Poe, he was freaking on a girl's behind
Now ALT, that's me, homes, yesta
Man with a 40, in his hand smoking yeska
The girl, he said that the crew was fly
And me and my homies, yo we be riding high
I’m riding high, I’m riding on that highway
I'm riding high
Let me take you on a trip with me
Yo, it’s hot as hell on the LA streets
And I was cruising
Listening the old school beats
Yeah, just rolling with the top down
Aye, yo punk, step up or get drop 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 were 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 my homies, yo we be riding high
I’m riding high, I'm riding on that highway
I'm riding high
Let me take you on a trip with me
I'm riding high, I'm rolling with my homies
I'm riding high
Let me take you on that gangsta ride