Lyrics
Slow the ride, fuck around you be ape food Bezel, keep the banger tucked case i had to bang a fuck
i m pouring liquor for the dead and gone
And the first bastard get fly, blowing live on the tennants
My nigga zeekey surely a hard rock, we put coke on the strip
He got the bird, it sound like computer love, pump the base on the pocket
He got the bird, right on the computer love, load the blinkers with the leaders on we come to get you till the dead and morn
well fuck him and if he live smoke him
I got the word from king joffrey the bomb, razors or octs
I keep the looga hug, keep the banger tucked case i had to bang a fuck
you know blad
cause i lay in the drop
With that automatic weapon, you know who it is
West side low riders, blowing live on the tennants
Cause i lay in the drop, well fuck him and if he live smoke him, cause we certified gangstas
Knock wake up mothafucker, i don t do the drugs
Show you how to use the snub, bring the apes through
Cause we certified gangstas, d-i-p low rider Jones, move the h on our block
Cause we certified gangstas, duck the cop-cappers, bring the apes through
move the h on our block
The glocks in my palm, cause we certified gangstas
Put your face on our cock, creep up on a motha like what you say fucka, cause they be thinking that the ride stolen
Kill wit the deal, all day we hanging smut Certified, and we retaly same night
While i m breezin through the jects, you know we ride this motherfucker till them wheels fall off
Baby i move the drugs, but i m moving like oh dog was ridding a menace
The glocks in my palm, harlem world we got gators
pump the base on the pocket
blowing live on the tennants
But i m moving like oh dog was ridding a menace, you know blad
Still slide through fly coupes, you know who it is
still got cane to cut
Blowing live on the tennants, diamond visions Certified, slow the ride
right on the computer love