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I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' with a chopper 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' twenty-fours with a in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya sit high 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 drug dealer; I have fifties And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me on twenty-sixes, watchin' some television Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in And ready to pop the in, ready to get to trippin' Ready to show these folks a celebrity whippin' Pimp the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin' Polices try to pursue me; nothin' but gas-given Addicted to livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have Hope he got some insurance 'cause I have some endurance Kill her in Mississippi and her ass to Missouri Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm grippin'
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch
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 sit high and ya windows pitch black
I got this Squad Click; I know you heard about us Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried much On this glock I In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his I bust Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up What ya under estimation thought a wouldn't bust I got the heart and the guts on this I blow Move ten daily, tryin' to twerk five mo' Ya see the Cadillac swervin' Hollywood Road On the flyest bird in Cali, fuckin' hos On a pill and half with my partner Dro Dro Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul number fo' rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro With a fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow (Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo' My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black
I like my down low and my top let back Can see me twenty-fours 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 under, man, somebody better tell 'em 'For I a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin' I got bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy And now we ridin' Giovanni's and on Pirellis If ya think ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on Ya think he gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up A couple stiches in ya hip will ya night fucked up Will he Will he die? Guess he might luck up Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a for a buck Against Lamborghini Gallardo every I get a car
I like my beat low and my top let back Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya sit high and ya windows 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 hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows black