Oh yeah, this cut right hereNino Brown and Slow Pay and the G-FellasOff the Crime Story CDThis one's called Low Ride featuring FrostCome onGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideSee it from back side to sideGangsta don't dance, we low rideIt's an OG dance going worldwide*** your super freak and hit the dance floorSliding all around like a race expoBouncing real slow, two fists to your chestHands up with your bulletproof vestCall me super sport or this homie dance gangWhat's my name? Impala, Bala, Slow DaneHitting corners at the nightclubGetting love, 39, Fleet LineBruh, this bitch is getting mineHomie, what?Pass the keys to the carI spent $800 at the barFor those crazy jumping15's bumping, no, he's into somethingOG's dumpingTrue players don't danceWe low rideHitting up and down, putting backIt's out of sightGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideSee it from back side to sideWe getting paid, got it madeSipping gin in the shadeWith the bomb sacksIn the bomb racksWhat I ledThese Mexicans are shooting through the roofNeed a rolling chrome oneSlow got the catty coupeWhoop, whoopHomegirls rolling throughWhen they looking dangerousFlossing at the barbecueUp in that G-spotI ain't mommy, make it hotBottle freaks all aroundThat's the way we put it downLow rideDuh, come on nowOG's doing itKahuda can't ruin itFront, back, side to sideAnd we filled with prideAll my homies do the low rideGoing downtownEverybody gather roundDip to the left sideTurn to the right sideNo sad trippingWe straight pimpingDo you wanna dance with me?Come on nowGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideGangsta don't dance, we low rideNorthsideEastsideBacksideSouthsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideEastsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideWestsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideNorthsideEastsideBacksideSouthsideI got my fist bogged upI let my shoulders swingI get my low rideThat's who let us gangstas plunkMy hip is set to knock you outSo ding, dingGet out the way of the messageRolling on them faceI'm like a 39 feet line boomboxAnd just like a metal, metalGangsta don't dance, we low rideYou see I'm down for la ondaYou better dot your E's and crush your S'sWhen you see us pulling hollasIn them skin tight dressesAnd we don't smoke swag to stressAnd I got your click in a book or pressOr I'll impress what comes nextAs your all life faceThen give it up to the almighty brandI'm all up for you like t-shirts and khakisG-spot G, baby don't got it crackingGangsta don't dance, we low rideAnd we still throwing up that brand prideGangsta don't dance, we low rideEastsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideWestsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideNorthsideHere you run, back, side to sideSouthsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideEastsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideWestsideGangsta don't dance, we low rideNorthsideHere you run, back, side to sideSouthsideHaha, we hear switches like thatThat's rightOn the west coastUhSlow pine, ain't need no briarWho's that?The big homie frogYeahIt's all about the money, y'allG-spot, babyUhGettin' up in the hoodUp and downSelectEFTRepresent the brandYeahDon't stopYeahDon't stop