Tonalité : E minor
Verse 1
Verse 2
came home from doin' a bid
and cleaned out your crib
scuffed your shoes
you in them county blues
Verse 3
gats,
traps, cops and robbers
Evacuate the building and trick the pigs
over-stepped they they boundaries
kinda shits he on?"
me? Gimme a break
and gimme some years
wood grain on the dash
what?
Verse 4
tripped up
and made you spill your drink
on a empty tank
and you ready to mob
Verse 5
it to the streets
'cause I'm ready to cruise
some brand new shoes
so I love to park it
radar in the grille
It's my car's birthday so
we blowin' them candles
headrest, read it and weep
I get all the affection
d they can see their reflection
so f what ya heard
we gon' clock one and we'll pop one
Verse 6
got hustled for a wad of cash
up your brand new stash
still runnin' they mouth
Verse 7
wide shut
and my trunk wide open
streets still smoking
and and my car is tipsy
Rollin' through East Point,
on way to Ben Hill
and we startin' shit
is get drunk and pout
v's that's fantastic
I'm weaving through traffic
the road apart
two clips and some triple beams
Verse 8
in the street just bent ya rims
that's sticks and stems
and your eyes are red
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