Mob shit I you know But game doe
I'm in the S-E real low, stick in the flo', oh The hoe want me to swoop Take her for a ride in my Lex Luther
But the bitch ain't got no gas So I burnt her like fast Hit me on the first when your mail has And we can go to the mall or somethin'
ass shit for the mob When I make a I resign I'm realer than a hundred bill with the line across When Christmas come ask Santa Claus
do you know E-40? Bet you nigga say, "That's my homey!" We used to perv grind curb to my grandma Kahlua with brandy almost every day
is cool, but I'm on gin Santa bought me, a new
Yeah, shit makes a motherfucker's night Niggaz listen to it 'cuz light Crooked unlisted on the highways We sideways, beotch
I'm sideways, this way thatta way Back up the and roll sideways I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Made a left at the corner 'cuz it was
I'm sideways, this way thatta way I'm looking for a big I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Hoes see type of shit and go reala
I'm city to city me and leviti So get your toilet 'cuz it's gon' get shitty I hit the goin' east ounces of yeast
I'm playin' game 'cuz a nigga my age be I met her last night and she paged me Wanna know if b-legit can it tonight Only sixteen, way too
But age ain't but a number Baby got her hair by shanda Nine nine ten, and up If you bleed, you get
No not me, not I break the bootch with a two by fo' Every day is a holiday, celebration When the bitch is crabby That means she's on her
I be like fuckin' em like it to the highest Talkin' more shit than A str-uh, strizuck out in my cutlass supreme on a way we ridin' Riding sideways,
I'm riding sideways, this way way Doing a buck fifty I'm sideways, this way thatta way out and full of that cisco
I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Pervin' swervin' runnin' all the curb I'm riding sideways, this way way 'Bout a gallon to the dome, then the hit
See hogg nigga, Beverly hill Billy bone, socks, tails, pork 'N' beans and chili Just my nigga Celly, we likes to kick it silly Regurgitate and a bootch move up out the telly
'Cause they out bad ain't satisfied Hoes wanna be pacified But I can't do no justice the justice ain't to be did Bitch you too much red
Now I've been known to niggaz off type or soft, line 'em up chalk 'em up as a loss See me in the parking lot my thang Love to see my old dance in the rain
The po-po's came they closed up shop Smashed the hood and we made that hot You see the shit don't stop, pop Seven-deuce drop air shocks
through the shit like racer x And if a motherfucker flex break and necks Running red and the right-of-ways How we gonna get it We get it sideways,
I'm riding sideways, this way way Late at up and down saying hi I'm sideways, this way thatta way Be trapped trunk, boulevard
I'm riding sideways, this way way Come here you little boy I'm sideways, this way thatta way Niggaz like to hear this type of shit when they