Mob shit I know you But check doe
I'm in the S-E Sitting low, stick in the flo', oh The hoe want me to swoop Take her for a ride in my blue Lex
But the bitch ain't got no gas So I burnt her like fast Hit me on the first when mail has come And maybe we can go to the or somethin'
Heavy ass for the mob When I make a I resign I'm realer than a hundred dollar bill with the across When Christmas come around ask Claus
do you know E-40? Bet you nigga say, "That's my homey!" We used to perv curb trip to my grandma Kahlua with them almost every day
is cool, but I'm on gin Santa bought me, a new
Yeah, click shit makes a motherfucker's Niggaz to it 'cuz it's light Crooked twisted on the highways We riding sideways,
I'm riding sideways, this way way up the coupe and roll sideways I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Made a left at the 'cuz it was hoes
I'm riding sideways, this way way I'm looking for a big I'm riding sideways, this way way Hoes see this type of shit and go
I'm riding city to city me and So get your toilet 'cuz it's gon' get shitty I hit the goin' east Twenty-two of yeast
I'm playin' this game a nigga my age be I met her night and today she paged me know if b-legit can kick it tonight Only sixteen, way too
But age nothin' but a number Baby got her done by shanda Nine ten, eleven and up If you bleed, you get
No not me, not I break the bootch down a two by fo' Every fuckin' day is a holiday, When the is actin' crabby That she's on her menestration
I be fuckin' em like dissin' it to the highest Talkin' more shit kalidous A str-uh, out in my cutlass supreme on a Friday way we ridin' Riding sideways,
I'm sideways, this way thatta way Doing about a buck I'm sideways, this way thatta way out and full of that cisco
I'm riding sideways, this way way Pervin' swervin' runnin' all the curb I'm sideways, this way thatta way 'Bout a gallon to the dome, then the hit
See I'ma nigga, Beverly hill Billy Neck bone, socks, tails, pork 'N' beans and like my nigga Celly, we likes to kick it silly Regurgitate and kick a bootch up out the telly
'Cause they out bad ain't satisfied Hoes just wanna be But I can't do no justice 'cuz the ain't to be did Bitch you usin' too red
Now been known to break niggaz off type or soft, line 'em up chalk 'em up as a loss See me in the parking lot my thang to see my old school dance in the rain
The po-po's came then closed up shop Smashed the hood and we made that hot You see the shit stop, motherfuckers pop Seven-deuce coney air shocks
through the shit like racer x And if a flex break back and necks red lights and the right-of-ways How we gonna get it We get it sideways,
I'm riding sideways, this way way at night up and down saying hi I'm sideways, this way thatta way Be trunk, stark boulevard
I'm riding sideways, way thatta way here you little hard-ass boy I'm riding sideways, this way way Niggaz like to hear type of shit when they crawl