Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, low, down low I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let Ay holla if ya like ya beat down low, down low, low, down low, down low, down low, down low I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let
Ay holla if ya like ya down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low I my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let back
I like my down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody wit' me You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches I'm a known drug I always have fifties And the thugs and the killers was all in class me on twenty-sixes, watchin' some television Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the in vision And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to Ready to these folks a celebrity pistol whippin' stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin' Polices try to me; it's nothin' but gas-given Addicted to livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children Think I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had Give dick to ya daddy's and they oughta have children he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin'
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows black
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch
I got this Pimp Squad Click; I you heard about us niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much On glock I clutch In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his heart I Got ya partners and the broad in ya car up What ya under estimation thought a star bust I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo' Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos On a pill and with my partner Young Dro Dro Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo' Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro With a loaded fo' fo' and a brick of blow (Hey), nigga, don't you hit me 'less you six or mo' My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya windows black
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya windows black
I wear the crown under, man, somebody better tell 'em I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin' I got some in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis If ya ever think ya to run up on me, just forget it The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life up A couple in ya hip will have ya night fucked up Will he live? Will he Guess he might luck up Meanwhile, I'm my Ferarri like a light for a buck Lamborghini Gallardo every time I get a car
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black