This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin' to it (c'mon, let's roll) I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music, let's go (let's go) When we ride to that rider music, let's go Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back

Don't go to sleep Yeah, take my hand (Let's dance!) Won't you please just take my hand? Why you gotta go to sleep? Let's go out Get blown away, lost in the dark Get real high and never come down C'mon baby, put your hands on my hips

The men don't know, but the little girls understand I'm a back door man C'mon, yeah, yeah, c'mon, yeah I am a, yeah, I'm a back door man Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah 'Cause I'm a back door man

You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets y'all ain't fuckin with X You know, we roll so fuckin deep (You get involved, you gettin slapped with the heat nigga) Don't be actin like your shit don't stink (c'mon) (Yeah round after round in the middle of

What you gonna do when I'm nothing? You're crazy about my styyyyyyyyyle Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon! Woo! Uh-huh Yeah, more real life (grrrrrrrrrr) That's how it is baby, you know it's real More real life, you know it's real (grrrrrrrrrr)

C'mon Xzibit Yeah... Ahh, ahh, E-Dub It's that millennium ridiculous flow, I never let go Niggaz gettin' knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler

I got that rock and roll, yeah yeah I'll make you lose control, yeah yeah C'mon and dance to my flow, yeah yeah 'Cause I got what I got, don't you know I got that rock and roll, I got that rock and roll I got that rock and roll It's a whole new level of

And I rule my den Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself C'mon crawl I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' till the day I die

But you can never ever take my place I stay strong whether right or I'm wrong Yeah.. yo.. c'mon Ride wit me, lemme take you somewhere My father was a soldier, my mother was a rider I was born wit my fists balled up, I'ma fighter Inspired, a real rhyme

World is hating, that's forever (uh, c'mon) It's time that we stand together (yeah, for the world) Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon) World (peace), world (peace), world (peace), world Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh,