Come on why'all let's take a ride

Don't you say shit just get inside

It's time to take your ass on another kind of trip

'Cause you can't have the hop if you don't have the hip



Grab your gat with the extra clip and,

Close your eyes and hit the switch

We're going to a place where everybody kick it

Kick it, kick it, yeah... that's the ticket



Ain't no bloodin', ain't no cripin'

Ain't no punk-ass nigga's set trippin'

Everybody's got a stack and it ain't no crack

And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I



Want to take you there like the Staple Singers

Put something in the tank and I know that I can bring ya

If you can't take the heat get yo' ass out the kitchen

We're on a mission



Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage

Slide slide slippity-slide

With switches on the block in a '65

Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage

Slide slide who-ride

Ain't no valley low enough for mountain high



I'm tryin' to find a place where I can live my life and

Maybe eat some steak with my beans and rice, a

Place where my kids can play outside

Without livin' in fear of a drive-by



And even if I get away from them drive-by killers

I still got to worry about those snitch-ass niggas

I keep on searchingcand I keep on looking

But niggas are the same from Watts to Brooklyn



I try to keep my faith in my people

But sometimes my people be acting like they evil

You don't understand about runnin' with a gang

'Cause you don't gang bang, and



You don't have to stand on the corner and slang

'Cause you got your own thang

You can't help me if you can't help yourself

You better make a left



Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage

Slide slide slippity-slide

I do what I do just to survive

Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage

Slide slide who-ride

That's why I pack my .45



Life is a bitch and then you die

Still tryin' to get a peace of the apple pie

Every game ain't the same, coz the game still remains

Don't it seem kinda strange, ain't a damn thing change



If you don't work then you don't eat

And only down-ass niggas can ride with me

Hop-hop-hop your five quickly down the block

Stay sucka-free and keep the busters off your jock



You gotta have hart son, if you want to go,

Watch this sweet chariot swing low

Ain´t nobody cryin` ain´t nobody dyin

Ain´t nobody worried, everybody ´s tryin



Nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'

If you want to have something, you better start frontin'

What ya gonna do when the 5 roll by

You better be ready, so you can ride



Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage

Slide slide slippity-slide

When you're living in a city it's do or die

Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage

Slide slide who-ride

You better be ready when the 5 roll by



Just roll along- that's what you do

Just roll along- that's right

Just roll along- that's what you do

Just roll along- that's right



Do you want to ride with me, do you want to ride with me

Do you want to ride with me,do you want to ride with me

Do you want to ride with me, do you want to ride with me

Do you want to ride with me,do you want to ride with me

Writer : ALEXANDER, FRED / BEAVERS, NORMAN / MCCAIN, TIEMEYER / CRAIG, MARVIN / LEWIS, FRED / SHELBY, THOMAS / STOKES, OTIS / SHOCKLEY, STEPHEN / WODD, MARK A
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.