Wit nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo' life niggaz Through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kings land See me, mon, cheifin' rollin' deeper than any mon Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man Let's show these cats to make these millionsįlows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon I'm goin down, down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover Smokin blunts in Savannah, blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer 'ouisiana, all my niggaz wit 'Country Grammar' Motown to Alabama, L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town May I, answer yo' Third Question like A.I.įrom St. Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high Say now, can you hoes come out to play now Pound niggaz, what you be givin' when I'm around niggaįrown niggaz, talkin' shit when I leave the town nigga Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin' down nigga Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?įoul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga I'm goin' down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronicįuck bionic it's ironic, slammin' niggaz like Onyx I'm righteous above the law, Playa my style's raw Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin' Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chromeĪnd it's candy painted, fans fainted, while I'm entertainin' Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and getting dubbedĭaps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugsĪnd it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like cocoa puffs
I'm goin' down, down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
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