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Dirty whip lookin clean when I’m slidin by
I’ll prolly take yo bitch if she down to ride
Got some goons that will clap if I get to snapping
don't be fuckin' around
Ya gotta be a clique thick before the sun goes down
You could get yo' life took
Smart mouth, dirty looks
By the product
fried chicken
Call it ready bake
Its time to flip the cake
You know you like my style
Lick the iceing off your face
Old school talent
New school balance
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey
My homey Mali
fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high? Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say
fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high? Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say
pistols, they still packin'
Have them dope fiends dialin' for crack
A drive by shootin' em' P, seven ain't shit
Brothers on the Southside ain't to be messed
clothes and fuck me down
Cheer me up just lick me up
Like you do like you do
You're so wet baby
You're so wet baby
I wanna ride wanna ride wanna ride ya
I
you on a cruise
You can have my nine lives
Drive until we dip the covers
Stars glitter like lime light
You can catch a wish among 'em
Cruisin down
groovie, just treat ya like shit,
Not to lick on your dick, suck on theses nuts then spilt,
Silly ass bitch gotta go, I got my fix
Forsheez-e, up in
she'll lick across the atlas
Dont get it twisted baby
I can hold ya down for life or be gone in a minute
You know they call me playboy Steeles
Ocean drive
inflection of the word perfection
I thought I'd drop by to say, "Hi"
Sweetly, serenely, she showed me her gun, baby let's go get high, oh
Baby won't ya drive
ends
Bible scriptures in our songs, we never say amen
We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she
[Eazy-E]
Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick
tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks
hoes play with me weekly
so I'm down wit hoe play
Just for something to do
Can you draw a perfect circle?
Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do?
I wash these pills down with
of ass though
'Cause I'm Jeremy Scott I bet you wish you had a pair hoe
Try to hid a lick I leave you strippin' in a scarecrow
Pills pop up like
this mail
[Verse 1]
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I hurt her
live for, to die for I
Clip it up, drive by
Windows down, ride by
Niggas know ma pedigree
Can neva' be denied by
Always gon' be southside
New
down
When I said just kiss it
I mean come on just suck me off
I said I'll take you shopping
I meant I'll drive you to the mall
I wanna keep in touch
You
you, he need his Rogaine razor blade
Dancin' down ya center this the Soul Train
I'm from where you had to pick a
Side and then defend ya block
Where
down a peg
I got no time to rest it’s time
To redefine I’m free to vent
And free ya mind like dropping
Acid while ya trying not to trip
Gimme
Rude boy uzi wrapped around bullet satchel
Slide up no hands we will snatch you
Drama that I rose from any man goes dumb
Drive by what bitch we do
bitch
One one four zero yeah that's verde drive
Corner of the block that's where I reside
Kill you with yo shit that's a suicide
All my niggas down
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
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