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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 sit high and ya windows pitch black
I'm the man in my city, nobody fuckin' wit' me You can ask the real niggas and all the bad I'm a known dealer; I always have fifties And the and the killers was all in class wit' me SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in And to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin' Ready to show these folks a celebrity whippin' Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the for the tag missin' Polices try to pursue me; it's nothin' but 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 daughter and they oughta have he got some insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black
I like my beat 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
I got this Pimp Squad I know you heard about us Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't 'bout much On this I clutch In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his I bust Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up What ya under thought a star wouldn't bust I got the heart and the guts on perp I blow Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk mo' Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Hollywood On the flyest in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos On a and half with my partner Young Dro Dro Bumpin' Mob Soul Food number fo' Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow (Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo' My blades glistenin', and my 808 kickin'
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black
I like my beat 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 and ya windows pitch black
I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em 'For I spit a hundred rounds and have bailin' I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the And now we Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, forget it The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded Pistol way in the truck, and my on tuck Ya he ain't gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya night up he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck up Meanwhile, I'm racin' my like a light for a buck Against Lamborghini Gallardo every I get a car
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black
I like my down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black