Lyrics:
her
Pedal to the metal, but I can't keep the pace up
I'm sayin' though
Won't you slow down, baby, slow down
I wish that you would slow down, baby, slow
like a Ferrari
You race
Race
Race
Race like a rari
Race, race, race like its nascar
Place, place, place, you a landmark
Pace, pace, pace, that's a fast
Where he at?
The drugs it got me slowing pace
Had to go and drop these hoes
Im out hustling on the chase
Had to stop procrastinating
Had to fucking go
Heavenly Father
Heavenly race
Call all my enemies
May they con pay
Open the gate
Pick up the pace
If I no win
Dey say nah disgrace
If I win dey still
of mechanical man
And with mechanical man came the automobile
Henry Ford's Model 'T' with an engine on wheels
And a crazy race began
With a car for every man.
some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about makin'
the bus my whole life yeah
I need some fast cars cars
Saucy yeah. Big drip on me
Let's get them bars bars bars
Flexing. Biggie. It's all on me
Let's get
Why you tryna act so rock hard?
25 to life got you stuck inside a cop car.
How is that a life? Can't expect to even walk far
Rather sleep at night,
[Eazy-E]
Down on B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JB is on freebase
The boy JB was a friend of mine
Til I caught him in my car tryin
[Eazy-E]
Down on B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JB is on freebase
The boy JB was a friend of mine
Til I caught him in my car tryin
[Eazy-E]
Down on B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JB is on freebase
The boy JB was a friend of mine
Til I caught him in my car tryin
started the race
'Round the track they drove at a deadly pace
No one knows what happened that day
How his car overturned in flames
But as they pulled him
today
You’re by my side it helps to be crazy
Taking on the world today
Hey hey
Hey hey
I might have showed up a little too late
But my car broke
dis (dis)
It's that H-Town, baby, and you know what is
I'm throwed
Got Styrofoam cup full of bar
I'm throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I'm throwed
hey I got cha
You want the realness, well I got cha
I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya
Either they pimps or they macks or they
the scoop
Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up who can it be
A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G
He rolled down his window and he
I should grow up some day 'cause I got bills to pay
I can't be living life at someone else's pace
I know I think too much, can't pay the rent this
you see without the body
I'm gettin' face, I'm switchin' states
Sayin' prayers for my dog
I hope he whips his case
I set the pace, you follow suit
From
his car fade away, hey
Why you gotta be like that, uh
Only one-ninety people stepped back, uh
Sandra "Pepa" Denton:
Friends to the end for
Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin'
I decided it was time to get away from life
So I got in my car and I started to drive
Anywhere it'd take me
A few blocks later I ran out of gas
Left
you do the same thing
It’s funny it don’t make sense to me
I pull off in a foreign car
I’m gettin high I shoot for the stars
Trust me it’s gonna be okay
Fast car with a bad broad Driving her crazy
I can't wait till we finally make it
I can't wait till we finally make it
Hop on the E and start racing
I
I'm setting the pace I'm speading the floor
Like Caris Lavert
Goddamn
She bust it open two ways
Oh that woman too wave
Chronic burning slow
Got me
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