scratch Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome And it's candy painted, fans fainted while I'm entertainin' Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin' Plus I hang
down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!) Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light
see That the big-dick gangsta's in the house And the dangerous crew's gonna turn it out So everybody out there that's talkin' shit I'ma wash my name out
a rap and they took me to jail Pulled out my bank and made bail This is my story, it could not wait It all started out in the Golden State California
waking it) i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth) hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging with the coolest guys)
the way we bell Roll 'em in wrote this song again [Incomprehensible] Pull 'em out and let them glide Hang 'em high Put 'em hankies in the sky Out of
chain hanging,crome frames swanging,out of the west coast to my eses ? im back with the gage like back in the days with the rag back in the train out
luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I hang out with I look
I'ma hold the block up, got it on my shoulder '67 drop, worth the price of a Rover Macked out, blacked out, old school Nova Lights out, hang out, fuck
their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party I'm hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild in the town of the neon light You either
see a deal, then they won't tell Your man say he got the goods, so you tryin' him out The ice cream truck roll through, you buyin' 'em out The youngsters helpin' out
Have to take 'em with a clip out, with the click out, dont give a shit bout Til he gets out, Free Pimp C, we draped up and dripped out [Lil' Flip]
sayin' What we gonna buy, it's beautiful I'm just gonna give you a hint you dig We thinkin' about buyin' a city I ain't gonna say what city, just a city
hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park We used to do it out in the dark Yo, it all started at the
in his eyes Night the city cries Payback is crime He damn near died Banished my wounds not mine The city cries, drama ride Guns out the window, slide
Solomon Jones" Then I ducked my head And the lights went out And two guns blazed in the dark Then I women swooned And the lights came on And the two
., Mr., Mr., Mr. Smith You wanna hit? Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let my balls hang
folds round We be creeping without a sound With rydas who are bound As the steering wheel turns around Our ghost car drifting in and out the street lights
