My Lowrider
(专辑: Young Boss: Volume 2 - 2006)
[Hook:] Cherry '64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) Three-wheeling the
'64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [Techniec:] I
see 'em tryna shine like Tech 'Cause I
shine like I
be grinding on the
set, d-d-diamonds on my neck Most talked about when I
hit that strip, watch it bounce when I
hit that dip Come too close, might get that clip, click bang Don't trip, Tech don't slip, let's up the
road, go get my bitch Get my grip, talk my shit, hit my switch and dip Switching lanes on them Dana-Danes, same color as that candy paint Tangerine, wit' metal plates... [E-40:] I
tried to tell you never sober, chalupa, longer than a
roller coaster Out here a
hub a
head a
do-ya, for a
quarter ounce of yola Venomous snakes, like some cobras Up top is where I'm from, we letting out nuts hang over our shoulders Figure-8 and going dumb Driving wit' all four doors open, gassing and braking and yoking We hyphy, we stupid, Vallejo, Richmond, 'Frisco, Oakland We 'Niners, we Raiders, we some hustlas and some playas We got '64's and low-low's, but most of us riding scrapers [Crooked I:] Please Lord forgive me, it's in me to toke Semi's Grope Penny and Remy, my pockets was so skinny Now I
blow pennies on four Hemi's Run the
whole city, hoes, I
put dough before any My 6th sense helped me view better cheddar kid I
fucks more hoes than Hugh Hefner ever did That new leather shit, the
coupe hella sick Dude move ahead of whoever 'cause dude never quit [Hook:] Cherry '64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low-low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) Three-wheeling the
'64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low-low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [Chingy:] Cranberry Impala, that's my lowrider Slide by ya, North sider, rider wit' a
hoe driver G'd up, from the
feet up, plus the
heat tough Toe game, crack the
Grey Goose, and spark the
weed up When I'm in L.A., I
go in Crenshaw and floss a
little Slot a
lot thang and them Black Wall Street Double-U and P
and C-P-T, we keeping it G
In our lowriders, riders, riders [Lil' Rob:] We put them cracks up on the
wall, cucarachas crawl I
keep my head up and it won't fall, no not at all I'll break yo' jaw like I
break the
law, leave you all in all And the
ride is so clean, you won't know what you saw I
sit low with a
tall can, in a
brown bag With a
brown rag, bouncing a
brown rag Wit' the
Mexican flag and the
American flag Hitting the
fronts and the
backs, watching out for the
badge [Paul Wall:] Home boy, Big T, better known as Tyrone Is the
first person I
ever seen wit' a
Chevy on chrome My partner got it, bought the
slab, wine berry over gold With screens in the
head rests, just to let you know we holding I
fell in love wit' it, and I
dropped off some cash Now that's me you see, flipping slab, riding on glass How much it cost? Don't ask, baby just know this I
could've bout a
Benz instead wit' the
money I
spent [Hook:] Cherry '64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low-low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) Three-wheeling the
'64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low-low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [The Game:] My '64 sitting on that chrome, chrome glock sitting on my lap Three hoes riding in the
back, candy paint, nigga fuck with that Three-wheel motion I'm sitting high, Daytona's that's all we ride Hit that switch it's do or die, ride on me, that's suicide I
be in the
hood smoking that green, Dr. Dre know what I
mean Swisha Sweet and them purple leaves, California, we got that weed Black diamonds off in my chain, ask around niggas know my name Compton's own, the
rap LeBron James, riding low, I'm switching lanes [WC:] Make that brain splat, 30 thang-thang clap Known for the
game rap, wit' the
chrome frame wrap From Harley-Davidson's to low-low's, we do tip 'em 13-hundred spokes wit' that blue nipple, get the
picture Disrespect, I'ma draw slugs But ain't no set tripping 'cause nigger it's all love Dub-C drop the
real on 'em, Chevy chrome grill on 'em Posing in the
intersection, three-wheeling on 'em nigga [Ice Cube:] Raspberry '64 bring your cherry, and We can make a
Sunday, come home Monday I'm sitting on the
one-way, up on the
boulevard Act hard, put yo' thoughts on the
dashboard 'Cause if I
come through wit' the
little homie Nobody better fuck wit' the
little homie I
hope Compton unite, South Central unite I
hope my chrome, dance wit' the
moonlight [Hook:] Cherry '64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low-low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) Three-wheeling the
'64 (my lowrider), hop in the
low-low (my my lowrider) Chrome hydraulics, all-black Impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider)