Lac Motion - Explicit Version Lyrics
| Song | Lac Motion - Explicit Version |
| Artist | Cashis |
| Album | The County Hound EP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Screech out, yeah | |
| That's what I'm talkin 'bout [bzzt] | |
| Ca$his, Shady [bzzt] | |
| Good lookin Em | |
| We in the Cadillac Cartel and Snoop DeVilles | |
| Ridin on Treys like Barksdale, I'm movin steel | |
| Step out and see the new Car-mellos you would steal | |
| But you ain't runnin around here cause dude is real | |
| You dub for fifteen minutes sayin they shoot and steal | |
| I would tell you more, but I think, you would squeal | |
| I'm ridin at the wheel, lean back, poppin pills | |
| I make a lil' side money plus I got a deal | |
| I'm nine kids deep; see, why I gotta deal? | |
| And serve so the government, can't touch my skrill | |
| Before I'm sittin in my big, house, on the hill | |
| Dark, not in H.B., Hall go, have a meal | |
| I am the bogus boy, that was in my uncle's will | |
| You figured that out, and see that I'm a G for real | |
| And fear man is one thing that he don't feel | |
| Knock a nigga out, while his gun on him still | |
| [Chorus: Ca$his] | |
| 'Llac ('Llac) motion (motion) drop (drop) top (top) | |
| West (West) coast (coast) beatin down yo' block | |
| That's how we do it out here, out here folk | |
| That's how we do it out here, back forth - folk | |
| Back on the 'Llac ('Llac) motion (motion) drop (drop) top (top) | |
| West (West) coast (coast) beatin down yo' block | |
| That's how we do it out here, out here folk | |
| That's how we do it out here, back forth folk | |
| Back screech out | |
| [Ca$his:] | |
| New Makaveli jeans, five Vicks, Blue Leaf | |
| Tall tee, hang to my motherfuckin knees nigga | |
| I got a gang of my partners from O.C., figure | |
| If it's some drama they all, ridin with me if ya | |
| Recognize a situation that you can't win | |
| You may feel like a marked mellow but you can live | |
| Still you tryin to be hard, yellin out stupid shit | |
| I just look at you laughin, say that you a bitch | |
| I got somethin from class despite my truant seers | |
| But I can whoop on yo' ass homie if you in Sears | |
| It's better not to be brash and come with foolishness | |
| Talkin 'bout my county 'til you see how true it is | |
| Come to the 7-1-fo', Glizzy could get you rich | |
| Some of the homies got dough, the rest is militant | |
| We got goons that's loon tootin them wicked sticks | |
| My whole set to end, Shady that's what the bid'ness is | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Ca$his:] | |
| We switchin lanes and candy paints on 22's | |
| And '83s and '88s, in grammar schools | |
| Different names of the 'Llac, I hear the hundred crews | |
| Miss the exit, that's all from gettin blunted fool | |
| Flick the tussin, a couple buzzards is comin through | |
| Soon as they see me say "Ca$h, I wanna fuck wit'chu" | |
| So many niggaz is lamed out, and gullible | |
| We make 'em lookouts in fog eyes for copper moves | |
| I was livin the life, of sellin rocks to dudes | |
| When I got to a block, I was unstoppable | |
| I had to serve out the 'Llac, cause they was watchin moves | |
| But bein poor was just, somethin I couldn't do | |
| I wanna roll in a six-hundred and stunt on you | |
| Next time I see you and yours, I'll pull a gun on you | |
| Through every stage of my life, I been that fuckin dude | |
| You should be glad I took, time to fuck wit'chu | |
| [Chorus] |
| Screech out, yeah | |
| That' s what I' m talkin ' bout bzzt | |
| Ca his, Shady bzzt | |
| Good lookin Em | |
| We in the Cadillac Cartel and Snoop DeVilles | |
| Ridin on Treys like Barksdale, I' m movin steel | |
| Step out and see the new Carmellos you would steal | |
| But you ain' t runnin around here cause dude is real | |
| You dub for fifteen minutes sayin they shoot and steal | |
| I would tell you more, but I think, you would squeal | |
| I' m ridin at the wheel, lean back, poppin pills | |
| I make a lil' side money plus I got a deal | |
| I' m nine kids deep see, why I gotta deal? | |
| And serve so the government, can' t touch my skrill | |
| Before I' m sittin in my big, house, on the hill | |
| Dark, not in H. B., Hall go, have a meal | |
| I am the bogus boy, that was in my uncle' s will | |
| You figured that out, and see that I' m a G for real | |
| And fear man is one thing that he don' t feel | |
| Knock a nigga out, while his gun on him still | |
| Chorus: Ca his | |
| ' Llac ' Llac motion motion drop drop top top | |
| West West coast coast beatin down yo' block | |
| That' s how we do it out here, out here folk | |
| That' s how we do it out here, back forth folk | |
| Back on the ' Llac ' Llac motion motion drop drop top top | |
| West West coast coast beatin down yo' block | |
| That' s how we do it out here, out here folk | |
| That' s how we do it out here, back forth folk | |
| Back screech out | |
| Ca his: | |
| New Makaveli jeans, five Vicks, Blue Leaf | |
| Tall tee, hang to my motherfuckin knees nigga | |
| I got a gang of my partners from O. C., figure | |
| If it' s some drama they all, ridin with me if ya | |
| Recognize a situation that you can' t win | |
| You may feel like a marked mellow but you can live | |
| Still you tryin to be hard, yellin out stupid shit | |
| I just look at you laughin, say that you a bitch | |
| I got somethin from class despite my truant seers | |
| But I can whoop on yo' ass homie if you in Sears | |
| It' s better not to be brash and come with foolishness | |
| Talkin ' bout my county ' til you see how true it is | |
| Come to the 71fo', Glizzy could get you rich | |
| Some of the homies got dough, the rest is militant | |
| We got goons that' s loon tootin them wicked sticks | |
| My whole set to end, Shady that' s what the bid' ness is | |
| Chorus | |
| Ca his: | |
| We switchin lanes and candy paints on 22' s | |
| And ' 83s and ' 88s, in grammar schools | |
| Different names of the ' Llac, I hear the hundred crews | |
| Miss the exit, that' s all from gettin blunted fool | |
| Flick the tussin, a couple buzzards is comin through | |
| Soon as they see me say " Ca h, I wanna fuck wit' chu" | |
| So many niggaz is lamed out, and gullible | |
| We make ' em lookouts in fog eyes for copper moves | |
| I was livin the life, of sellin rocks to dudes | |
| When I got to a block, I was unstoppable | |
| I had to serve out the ' Llac, cause they was watchin moves | |
| But bein poor was just, somethin I couldn' t do | |
| I wanna roll in a sixhundred and stunt on you | |
| Next time I see you and yours, I' ll pull a gun on you | |
| Through every stage of my life, I been that fuckin dude | |
| You should be glad I took, time to fuck wit' chu | |
| Chorus |
| Screech out, yeah | |
| That' s what I' m talkin ' bout bzzt | |
| Ca his, Shady bzzt | |
| Good lookin Em | |
| We in the Cadillac Cartel and Snoop DeVilles | |
| Ridin on Treys like Barksdale, I' m movin steel | |
| Step out and see the new Carmellos you would steal | |
| But you ain' t runnin around here cause dude is real | |
| You dub for fifteen minutes sayin they shoot and steal | |
| I would tell you more, but I think, you would squeal | |
| I' m ridin at the wheel, lean back, poppin pills | |
| I make a lil' side money plus I got a deal | |
| I' m nine kids deep see, why I gotta deal? | |
| And serve so the government, can' t touch my skrill | |
| Before I' m sittin in my big, house, on the hill | |
| Dark, not in H. B., Hall go, have a meal | |
| I am the bogus boy, that was in my uncle' s will | |
| You figured that out, and see that I' m a G for real | |
| And fear man is one thing that he don' t feel | |
| Knock a nigga out, while his gun on him still | |
| Chorus: Ca his | |
| ' Llac ' Llac motion motion drop drop top top | |
| West West coast coast beatin down yo' block | |
| That' s how we do it out here, out here folk | |
| That' s how we do it out here, back forth folk | |
| Back on the ' Llac ' Llac motion motion drop drop top top | |
| West West coast coast beatin down yo' block | |
| That' s how we do it out here, out here folk | |
| That' s how we do it out here, back forth folk | |
| Back screech out | |
| Ca his: | |
| New Makaveli jeans, five Vicks, Blue Leaf | |
| Tall tee, hang to my motherfuckin knees nigga | |
| I got a gang of my partners from O. C., figure | |
| If it' s some drama they all, ridin with me if ya | |
| Recognize a situation that you can' t win | |
| You may feel like a marked mellow but you can live | |
| Still you tryin to be hard, yellin out stupid shit | |
| I just look at you laughin, say that you a bitch | |
| I got somethin from class despite my truant seers | |
| But I can whoop on yo' ass homie if you in Sears | |
| It' s better not to be brash and come with foolishness | |
| Talkin ' bout my county ' til you see how true it is | |
| Come to the 71fo', Glizzy could get you rich | |
| Some of the homies got dough, the rest is militant | |
| We got goons that' s loon tootin them wicked sticks | |
| My whole set to end, Shady that' s what the bid' ness is | |
| Chorus | |
| Ca his: | |
| We switchin lanes and candy paints on 22' s | |
| And ' 83s and ' 88s, in grammar schools | |
| Different names of the ' Llac, I hear the hundred crews | |
| Miss the exit, that' s all from gettin blunted fool | |
| Flick the tussin, a couple buzzards is comin through | |
| Soon as they see me say " Ca h, I wanna fuck wit' chu" | |
| So many niggaz is lamed out, and gullible | |
| We make ' em lookouts in fog eyes for copper moves | |
| I was livin the life, of sellin rocks to dudes | |
| When I got to a block, I was unstoppable | |
| I had to serve out the ' Llac, cause they was watchin moves | |
| But bein poor was just, somethin I couldn' t do | |
| I wanna roll in a sixhundred and stunt on you | |
| Next time I see you and yours, I' ll pull a gun on you | |
| Through every stage of my life, I been that fuckin dude | |
| You should be glad I took, time to fuck wit' chu | |
| Chorus |
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