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Ay holla if ya like ya beat down low, down low, down low, down low, low, down low, down low I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let
I like my down low and my top let back 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 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 and ya windows pitch black
I'm the man in my city, nobody fuckin' wit' me You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches I'm a known drug dealer; I always have And the thugs and the killers was all in wit' me SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some Shorty, I'm slippin', got the berretta in vision And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol stolen' the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin' Polices try to pursue me; it's nothin' but to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's children Think I'm bad now, you a seen me before I had children Give dick to ya daddy's and they oughta have children Hope he got some insurance I definitely have some endurance Kill her in Mississippi and her ass to Missouri Still my wet pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain
I like my beat low and my top let back 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 windows 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 windows pitch
I got this Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard us Young niggaz rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much On this I clutch In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his heart I Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up What ya under estimation thought a wouldn't bust I got the and the guts on this perp I blow Move ten bricks daily, to twerk five mo' Ya see the swervin' down Hollywood Road On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos On a pill and half my partner Young Dro Dro Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul number fo' Other rappers', old dudes, dudes I'm a pro With a loaded fo' fo' and a brick of blow (Hey), nigga, you hit me 'less you buyin' six or mo' My twenty-four 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 sit high and ya windows pitch 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 hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows black
I wear the crown down under, man, somebody better 'em 'For I spit a hundred rounds and have bailin' I got some bitches in a Benz and my in the Chevy And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis If ya think ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and ya shredded way in the truck, and my knife on tuck Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got fucked up A couple stiches in ya hip will ya night fucked up Will he live? Will he die? Guess he luck up Meanwhile, I'm my Ferarri like a light for a buck Against Lamborghini every time I get a car
I like my beat low and my top let back 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 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 high and ya pitch black