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I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I'm the man in my city, ain't fuckin' wit' me You can ask the real and all the bad bitches I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties And the and the killers was all in class wit' me SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the in vision And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin' Ready to show these a celebrity pistol whippin' Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag Polices try to pursue me; nothin' but gas-given Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my children Think I'm bad now, you a seen me before I had children Give to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children Hope he got some 'cause I definitely have some endurance Kill her in Mississippi and her ass to Missouri Still my wet pet drippin' I'm woodgrain grippin'
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch
I like my beat low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black
I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard us Young niggaz filthy rich, and we worried 'bout much On glock I clutch In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his I bust Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust I got the and the guts on this perp I blow Move ten daily, tryin' to twerk five mo' Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Hollywood On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos On a pill and with my partner Young Dro Dro Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul number fo' Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow (Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo' My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'
I like my beat low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black
I like my down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I wear the crown down under, man, better tell 'em I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin' I got some bitches in a Benz and my in the Chevy And now we ridin' Giovanni's and on Pirellis If ya ever think ya to run up on me, just forget it The clip in the chopper as ya leg and leave ya shredded Pistol way in the truck, and my on tuck Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life up A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya fucked up Will he live? Will he Guess he might luck up Meanwhile, I'm racin' my like a light for a buck Against Lamborghini every time I get a car
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I like my down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch