Ride To - Trizz, Traffic

Yeah

Ay

Yeah

Hella static (ay)

When we maneuver we weave through Hella traffic

Mad tragic (yeah)

But we gon make it, takein' R’s the fastest

It’s gon happen (yuh)

However I get lets get it crackin'

Old fashion (ay)

Smoking big cigars up in a mansion

'Till my (yuh)

Represent my section with a passion

Los Angeles, and back down to inland with scandalous

I’m passin' this (what up)

To real niggas that aren’t scared to handle this

I granted it (ay)

Built them this game and then this

I run with savages

Hand full of calluses, they

Put in work and ransack, cause damages

The baddest acting shit

Pull up with the baddest chick

They know the situation we bringing and we ain’t having it

Nigga

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to

This that late night,, to get high to

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to

That we ride to

That we ride to

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to

This that drink yo drink, and get high too

This that bag it all up, and get your cash too

This that fuck that bitch nigga, and her friends too

This that new coop, no roof, and its fast too

Bitch I stay smashin', why you think they call me Traffic

I alternate anywhere, just to get my cash in

My baby mama’s was trippin', until I bought this bag

And I stay strapped, heavy metal, with a attack

Just in case yo nigga wanna roll me, try to jack me

Better go check my trap sheet, Traffic get it packin'

From the county, to the jail, my niggas get it crackin'

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to

This that late night,, to get high to

This that gangster, west coast, shit that we ride to

That we ride to

That we ride to

Nigga