Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, better turn this one up Ya'll better bang shit, ya'll better get ready
Ya'll better bang this shit till your trunk pops (yeah) And your licenses plate frame broken (what!) Slow with some goose in my gatorade No just night on a saturday Ride females and they all bomb Upfront, laid back, like the bishop don (yea I'm pimp!) up to the spot, parkin on the grass You know clique be runnin last (aye yo) ass get checked you steppin to the vet (uh!) We been in it for a minute you ain't heard shit yet So sit relax let the track do the work Bob ya head to this shit till your neck starts to If you movin right now (yeah), the beats ill That kingspade clique, (well) them boys have got D-loc and Richter comin up on the creep In a 66 dumpbump bangin down the
This dat beat, that you bang when you down the street And everybody you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE This dat beat, that you bang you rollin down the street And everybody knows you comin, KINGSPADE
You best react fast, this is a 100 yard (start runnin!), Don't be late, or be comin in last (oooh!) The biggest purse goes to those who first And me against you is like a against a Hearse You may as not exist, don't even pull to the line (back up!), you already lost, the money's already mine, It's best to let it go, do you know, Cause you ain't nothin but a rookie, dealin with a pro I'm a veteran, ain't no fo you gentlemen, Trunk bumpin, vibratin my bumpers scrapin, Bomb chronic joint blazin, hangin, out the window my elbow, Real low, tryin to holler at soul, 'proachin train tracks, So I hit all the switches, the front and the back, To avoid all the ditches, didn't the clippin, So I up and BOUNCED
This dat beat, that you bang when you down the street And knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin the street And everybody knows you comin, KINGSPADE
Running walls, like a fish in a aquarium Acting like a looney, locked in a I'm goin' crazy for the feelin' of smokin crack, give me hits of 808 (c'mon!) I love it when the goes Yo hit me off with a little more (booooom) Now thats the type of that make me want to drive I love bass tunes, as much as gettin high I give it up and it back, Kingspade up on the map D-Loc and Johnny Richter sacks in the back In the club tryin to dub on hoe hangin low you know how we do it when we up at a show
This dat beat, that you bang you rollin down the street And everybody you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE This dat beat, that you bang when you rollin down the And knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE
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