| 作词 : Mack Ten | |
| When in the streets I keep my heat on my seat, no doubt about it | |
| It's my Afrikan express I don't leave home without it | |
| Summertime just ain't known for the weather | |
| It's hot cause niggas bring out shit they put together | |
| 13 to 14 7's can't miss | |
| But on some shit you got to let 15-8's twist | |
| Chevy trucks and 'em | |
| El Caminos anybody want Danas i got them for eight ?????? | |
| All day long | |
| Gold or all chrome it's on | |
| You out to get 'em cause the tires come with 'em | |
| but they ain't for busters only hogs roll D's | |
| So keep yo' stocks on if you can't fade these | |
| Thousand in my pocket, yayo I rock it | |
| Keep my lond clean so the car hops can jock it hit the switch up and down | |
| Make the bumper drag the ground on the 'Shaw | |
| Every Sunday night just to clown on them thangs | |
| Get the hammer | |
| Be sure that yo strap ain't a jammer and as long | |
| As ain't nuthin' wrong then beat I'm on | |
| As I watch for the lick i got the switch to make me hit | |
| Front back side to side and three wheel shit | |
| Won't hesitate to let loose niggas broke the gang truce | |
| But I still roll my deuce that hang like a noose | |
| It don't stop for Mack, it's the same ol' same ol' | |
| Danas gold as I lay low, twisting like a tornado | |
| in that surplus gear like the G of the year | |
| Fuck the hour, it's all about the money and the power | |
| Ain't about set trippin' no bloodin' no crippin' | |
| Just dippin' hittin' switches knockin' hood rat bitches | |
| As I'm rollin' out of control and smoking humps | |
| Crank up the bumptie bumps 4 gates and square | |
| Dumps so I bang it, make the 20's slide when I swang it | |
| Lick it once lick it twice as nice | |
| when I hang it on them thangs | |
| D's I'm on 'em | |
| Killas they want 'em | |
| On them thangs... | |
| Old Chevy's to Cadillacs on twisters and Doves | |
| Everybody got a plaque given pub to they car club | |
| Mafia for life individuals and Damus Ride | |
| Majestics and them niggas from the southside | |
| New school to old school get they ride on | |
| Bendin' corners caravaning like 50 strong | |
| In a Rag Top that and a hard top this | |
| Bustin ho's cause you can't miss if you let 'em twist | |
| So get you a set of them what we call Dana's | |
| And see for yo'self all the bitches they brang us | |
| cut the wheel right to left and make the ass end slide | |
| Now all the riders ride and skate from side to side | |
| On them thangs |
| zuo ci : Mack Ten | |
| When in the streets I keep my heat on my seat, no doubt about it | |
| It' s my Afrikan express I don' t leave home without it | |
| Summertime just ain' t known for the weather | |
| It' s hot cause niggas bring out shit they put together | |
| 13 to 14 7' s can' t miss | |
| But on some shit you got to let 158' s twist | |
| Chevy trucks and ' em | |
| El Caminos anybody want Danas i got them for eight ?????? | |
| All day long | |
| Gold or all chrome it' s on | |
| You out to get ' em cause the tires come with ' em | |
| but they ain' t for busters only hogs roll D' s | |
| So keep yo' stocks on if you can' t fade these | |
| Thousand in my pocket, yayo I rock it | |
| Keep my lond clean so the car hops can jock it hit the switch up and down | |
| Make the bumper drag the ground on the ' Shaw | |
| Every Sunday night just to clown on them thangs | |
| Get the hammer | |
| Be sure that yo strap ain' t a jammer and as long | |
| As ain' t nuthin' wrong then beat I' m on | |
| As I watch for the lick i got the switch to make me hit | |
| Front back side to side and three wheel shit | |
| Won' t hesitate to let loose niggas broke the gang truce | |
| But I still roll my deuce that hang like a noose | |
| It don' t stop for Mack, it' s the same ol' same ol' | |
| Danas gold as I lay low, twisting like a tornado | |
| in that surplus gear like the G of the year | |
| Fuck the hour, it' s all about the money and the power | |
| Ain' t about set trippin' no bloodin' no crippin' | |
| Just dippin' hittin' switches knockin' hood rat bitches | |
| As I' m rollin' out of control and smoking humps | |
| Crank up the bumptie bumps 4 gates and square | |
| Dumps so I bang it, make the 20' s slide when I swang it | |
| Lick it once lick it twice as nice | |
| when I hang it on them thangs | |
| D' s I' m on ' em | |
| Killas they want ' em | |
| On them thangs... | |
| Old Chevy' s to Cadillacs on twisters and Doves | |
| Everybody got a plaque given pub to they car club | |
| Mafia for life individuals and Damus Ride | |
| Majestics and them niggas from the southside | |
| New school to old school get they ride on | |
| Bendin' corners caravaning like 50 strong | |
| In a Rag Top that and a hard top this | |
| Bustin ho' s cause you can' t miss if you let ' em twist | |
| So get you a set of them what we call Dana' s | |
| And see for yo' self all the bitches they brang us | |
| cut the wheel right to left and make the ass end slide | |
| Now all the riders ride and skate from side to side | |
| On them thangs |
| zuò cí : Mack Ten | |
| When in the streets I keep my heat on my seat, no doubt about it | |
| It' s my Afrikan express I don' t leave home without it | |
| Summertime just ain' t known for the weather | |
| It' s hot cause niggas bring out shit they put together | |
| 13 to 14 7' s can' t miss | |
| But on some shit you got to let 158' s twist | |
| Chevy trucks and ' em | |
| El Caminos anybody want Danas i got them for eight ?????? | |
| All day long | |
| Gold or all chrome it' s on | |
| You out to get ' em cause the tires come with ' em | |
| but they ain' t for busters only hogs roll D' s | |
| So keep yo' stocks on if you can' t fade these | |
| Thousand in my pocket, yayo I rock it | |
| Keep my lond clean so the car hops can jock it hit the switch up and down | |
| Make the bumper drag the ground on the ' Shaw | |
| Every Sunday night just to clown on them thangs | |
| Get the hammer | |
| Be sure that yo strap ain' t a jammer and as long | |
| As ain' t nuthin' wrong then beat I' m on | |
| As I watch for the lick i got the switch to make me hit | |
| Front back side to side and three wheel shit | |
| Won' t hesitate to let loose niggas broke the gang truce | |
| But I still roll my deuce that hang like a noose | |
| It don' t stop for Mack, it' s the same ol' same ol' | |
| Danas gold as I lay low, twisting like a tornado | |
| in that surplus gear like the G of the year | |
| Fuck the hour, it' s all about the money and the power | |
| Ain' t about set trippin' no bloodin' no crippin' | |
| Just dippin' hittin' switches knockin' hood rat bitches | |
| As I' m rollin' out of control and smoking humps | |
| Crank up the bumptie bumps 4 gates and square | |
| Dumps so I bang it, make the 20' s slide when I swang it | |
| Lick it once lick it twice as nice | |
| when I hang it on them thangs | |
| D' s I' m on ' em | |
| Killas they want ' em | |
| On them thangs... | |
| Old Chevy' s to Cadillacs on twisters and Doves | |
| Everybody got a plaque given pub to they car club | |
| Mafia for life individuals and Damus Ride | |
| Majestics and them niggas from the southside | |
| New school to old school get they ride on | |
| Bendin' corners caravaning like 50 strong | |
| In a Rag Top that and a hard top this | |
| Bustin ho' s cause you can' t miss if you let ' em twist | |
| So get you a set of them what we call Dana' s | |
| And see for yo' self all the bitches they brang us | |
| cut the wheel right to left and make the ass end slide | |
| Now all the riders ride and skate from side to side | |
| On them thangs |
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