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Bright light shining all bright on the
the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties
Old school '55 granddaddy
Gotta throw some salt on it, 'cause you know I'm at it
Throw the on it, then put it in traffic
the sauce on it, got it flying out of Dallas
Hope you didn't to it to yourself, tragic
Hope you didn't throw away what we
Hope you wouldn't turn your back on your
The way a look 'round here, they a back-stab you
Word your motherfucking brother, young nigga
I just wanna see you happy, I just see you happy
through the cut like an known grim reaper
'Bout to get finnesed, trynna get a little cheaper
Hold on to that like a doped up needle
hang on that strip with a four desert nigga

Nothing but a bad little bitch in some red
And where ya mans at? Heard the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Land Rover the West side (Go-Go)
Lexs, take your peripheral
a full moon in the middle of the day
Got them wolves out, a little Cartier
Got the trap packed like The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't see they next birthday
Tell young niggas grind
'Fore you gon' knock someone
And they shoot, then shoot something
We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or
We better 'bout this shit on the news or something
Man down yonder
Young came through on the K like a drummer
They done a boss out nigga, no wonder
Niggas getting crossed out nigga, no
getting X'd out and we on ganja
The police wanna talk, but we say nothing
True to clips, niggas won't say nothing
Niggas true to these clips, niggas say nothing

Had the jumping out the Pyrex
High definition on my pinky finger
swimming in the water, no paddle
Niggas trying to walk my shadow
a bird on the bezel, I'm a well known rebel
Told a nigga Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
Told a young Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
You can this off and I can kick it acapella
We the front street where mama said "Don't go"
We there
house at bomb with that crack, then we went there
Shawty don't with these fo' seeds
Niggas be telling these days, be these days

Nothing but a bad little bitch in some red
And where ya mans at? that the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Land Rover through the West (Go-Go)
Lexs, take your peripheral
It's a moon in the middle of the day
Got them wolves out, rock a little
Got the jammed packed like The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see next birthday
Tell them young grind
'Fore you knock someone down
And they gon' shoot, shoot something
We better hear 'bout this shit on the or something
We better hear this shit on the news or something
Man down yonder
Young came through on the K like a drummer
They took a boss out nigga, no wonder
getting crossed out nigga, no wonder
Hoes X'd out and we on ganja
The wanna talk, but we won't say nothing
to these clips, niggas won't say nothing
Niggas true to these clips, won't say nothing