way!!! He looks like a monkey behind the wheel but he won?t keep it in his childish mind... I SING: ONE WAY DRIVER / la la la la la... That?s the story
yr way!!! He looks like a monkey behind the wheel but he won?t keep it in his childish mind... I SING: ONE WAY DRIVER / la la la la la... That?s the story
ggas thought that Earthquakes was the only thing that (Shake) you can get your ass popped over the way that dice (Shake) I bought Dre to the Hood the driver
a hundred hidden in the stash, fast to blast If it?s one thang this nigga hate it?s niggaz swangin' like chimpanzees That?s why it?s no exception to
bitch So who's bringin' the guns in this country? I couldn't sneak a plastic pellet gun through customs over in London And last week, I seen a Schwarzenegger movie Where he's
brakeman and it ain't no joke, Now it's a shame the way she keeps a (g7) good man (c) broke. Chorus: (one word changed, that whistle, to, the whistle
there's no reward They say they already home It's really clear they abroad They sound like they boxed in It's not just where they record There's a cost
Well, I seen me a Cadillac window uptown There was nobody around I got into the driver's seat And I drove down 42nd street in my Cadillac Good car to drive
) I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, paranoid One false move, I can be destroyed I avoid the cops, I use a decoy See my motherfuckin' driver, he's
the drivers seat so i can run it down with poetic flaming arrows let me introduce the sound situate your mind for a logical download too many mc's lookin for their way
promotin no violence, just encitin violence, nigga chill And if I said not to move, then you motherfuckers be still Chopper ain't in the driver's side
Who's next? Who wanna flex? Cop in the seat wet Licked another shot off, hit the driver then the bus tipped Shit's thick, that's when she grabbed me
Sunday morning where you eating at? I'm on 1365 Wichita Drive, ol' bird working the stove ride Churches dripping chicken in yesterday's grease Didn't go together with this quart of Mickey's
soul than foot locker. And if you heard I got skills, believe it's true; Suggest for pete rock, for reminiscin' over you. It's not a threat, it's a bet
but just peep me Puttin methods on records and spinning for each millisecond 33 rpm's displays the art of men And as my rhymin builds you see my time it's
of a bitch! You son of a bitch! [Photographer] Why you bothering, Sal? This one's all wrapped up. I hear it's a new city record. From killing to confession
