The D's is chrome, the frame is black So watch it lift up 'til the lowrider bounce and break And knock both of the screws out the license plate So let the games
O.P.) [Jadakiss] D-Block [Styles] True indeed [J] Double R [S] Yes, true indeed [J] Desert Storm [S] True indeed (Sheek Lu' where you at?) [S] True indeed
and that's when I threw my gat away And impala passes, it's my homeboy clyde He gave me the hand signal, so I jumped in his ride It was a clean six fo
s not a skill can't be taught this is a gentleman's affair if that's not you then please be off then please be off [Verse One: The Game] fuck this old
motion I'm sittin' high, Daytona's that's all we ride Hit that switch it's do or die, ride on me, that's suicide I be in the hood smokin' that green,
that's when I threw my gat away An impala passed, it's my homeboy Clyde He gave me the hand signal so I jumped in his ride It was a clean '64, original
fitted caps He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers n*gga He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin' n*gga Hurt him in
out like a line up [Juelz Santana] Mic check, one two, one two, check I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two Let's go, you're eyein us in
them fitted caps He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers n*gga He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin' n*gga Hurt him
: (feat. Candy Hill) [Tupac:] (What's Ya Phone Numba?) Now I Can Make Music For Ya Tempo It's Just A Mental Written For The Nymphos That's A Intro
feels so much better than the bottom So much better [Chorus:] [Clean version:] Ja you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Jada you's a window
certain, this is the game Man don't let them win, never let the system think they got you If you relentless they can't stop you let em hang, they gone
can see it if needed an if you really want me in Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland [2Pac] Hahaha what's poppin nigga
And that's how the thugs do it You know we get down and dirty Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me Let's get ready for war Last year we
me, Nigga better have me cash, Or I kill his whole family when the twelve gauge pump blast, now test me, Never ever let a nigga ride when he think he
] (Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get
