High riders
High riders
We the high ridersholdin mad green
Got our pocket and pipes filledYa know what I mean
You know thehigh ridersD-loc and Johnny Richt
Step in any sessionyou know we ll end it quick
Who s a high rider? Who s down with the squad?
Who s down to smoke an ounce? Then go chill at the bar
If you a high riderthrow em up real high
Put your drinks in the air raise your joints in the sky
High riders
Back in the day when I was young growin up
I always toked buds and I never gave a fuck
Rolled around in a bug always had my pants saggin
Sold a little weed and had a spray can for taggin
But now day s have changed I ve rearranged my whole scene
I ve made a little cashbought a house with my green
I still sag my pantssmoke a lot more weed
I stopped taggin -sshhhshshhhs- ya kno what I mean?
We the high riders always down to smoke
My homie Johnny Richter and the mothafuckin D-loc
We ain t no jokewe be blazin up the weed
Dazin people in the industryblazin up the scene
Kingspadethat s the brand new clique
D-loc and Johnny Richter on some real ill shit
We ain t fakinSo fuck fakers and liars
Fuck every hater cause we the high riders
High riders
We the high ridersholdin mad green
Got our pocket and pipes filledYa know what I mean
You know thehigh ridersD-loc and Johnny Richt
Step in any sessionyou know we ll end it quick
Who s a high rider? Who s down with the squad?
Who s down to smoke an ounce? Then go chill at the bar
If you a high riderthrow em up real high
Put your drinks in the air raise your joints in the sky
High riders
Take it back to the days when I was just a young scrub
Growin up in the game of slangin bud
Roll around my town utilizing backstreets
Cause I always had a pound in my backseats
See I m aHigh ridersince about 92
I got my start buyin Q s off this dude named Lou
Now I m slangin lyrically puttin joints on beat
Smoke on stages like I m smokin on the Hindu spleef
Cruzin up and down ya blocks we got this shit on lock
D-loc and Johnny Richterwe on firewe hot
Watchin jaws drop as soon as we step into the room
Causin quakesfuckwe hittin you with sonic Booms
My tomb will say He went out in a blaze
Puffin bowls of green crack mixed with purple haze
Cause in my last days I m gonna be stoned as fuck
Drunk as a skunkgettin head from your girlWhats up?
High riders
We the high ridersholdin mad green
Got our pocket and pipes filledYa know what I mean
You know thehigh ridersD-loc and Johnny Richt
Step in any sessionyou know we ll end it quick
Who s a high rider? Who s down with the squad?
Who s down to smoke an ounce? Then go chill at the bar
If you a high riderthrow em up real high
Put your drinks in the air raise your joints in the sky
High riders
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High riders
High riders
We the high ridersholdin mad green
Got our pocket and pipes filledYa know what I mean
You know thehigh ridersD-loc and Johnny Richt
Step in any sessionyou know we ll end it quick
Who s a high rider? Who s down with the squad?
Who s down to smoke an ounce? Then go chill at the bar
If you a high riderthrow em up real high
Put your drinks in the air raise your joints in the sky
High riders
High riders
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D-Loc and Johnny Richter

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