Mob shit I know you 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 in my blue Lex Luther
But the ain't got no gas fetti So I burnt her fast Freddy Hit me on the first your mail has come And maybe we can go to the or somethin'
Heavy ass for the mob I make a zillion I resign I'm than a hundred dollar bill with the line across Christmas come around ask Santa Claus
Santa do you E-40? Bet you that say, "That's my homey!" We used to grind curb trip to my grandma Kahlua with them brandy every day
is cool, but I'm on gin Santa bought me, a new
Yeah, click shit a motherfucker's night listen to it 'cuz it's light Crooked unlisted on the highways We riding sideways,
I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Back up the and roll sideways I'm riding sideways, this way way Made a left at the 'cuz it was hoes
I'm sideways, this way thatta way I'm looking for a big I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Hoes see this type of and go reala
I'm riding to city me and leviti So get your toilet paper 'cuz gon' get shitty I hit the highway goin' Twenty-two of yeast
I'm playin' this game 'cuz a my age be I met her last and today she paged me know if b-legit can kick it tonight Only sixteen, way too
But age ain't but a number Baby got her hair done by nine ten, eleven and up If you bleed, you get
No not me, not I break the bootch with a two by fo' Every fuckin' day is a holiday, When the is actin' crabby That she's on her menestration
I be like fuckin' em like it to the highest Talkin' shit than kalidous A str-uh, strizuck out in my supreme on a Friday way we ridin' Riding sideways,
I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Doing about a buck I'm sideways, this way thatta way Danked out and full of cisco
I'm riding sideways, this way way swervin' runnin' all into the curb I'm sideways, this way thatta way 'Bout a gallon to the dome, then the hit
See I'ma hogg nigga, Beverly hill Neck bone, socks, tails, pork 'N' beans and Just like my Celly, we likes to kick it silly and kick a bootch move up out the telly
'Cause they out there bad ain't just wanna be pacified But I can't do no justice 'cuz the ain't to be did Bitch you too much 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 Love to see my old school in the rain
The po-po's then they closed up shop Smashed through the hood and we that hot You see the don't stop, motherfuckers pop Seven-deuce coney air shocks
Riding through the like racer x And if a motherfucker flex back and necks Running red lights and the How we get it doe? We get it sideways,
I'm sideways, this way thatta way Late at night up and saying hi I'm riding sideways, this way way Be trapped trunk, stark
I'm sideways, this way thatta way here you little hard-ass boy I'm riding sideways, this way way Niggaz like to this type of shit when they crawl