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

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

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

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