Yeah
Ridin' round town 25-00, 25-00 yeah
I'm ridin' round town 25-00, 25-00 yo
I'm ridin' round town 25-00, 25-00 yuh
We ridin' around town, 25-00, 25-00, yeah
Bitch!
You know we gunning? we keep missles
And fuck that 'lil ass gun you tote, bitch, we don't keep pistols
Hm, and that ARP light his ass up just like christmas
Know my gang get snotty, they'll put that 'lil boy on that wish list
(Huh, huh)
Hop out that big black truck
Big ass tank (Hm)
Keep that pack on me, little bitch you know it's stank
Ha, can't fuck that 'lil ass hoe, she a thottie
I know she rank, ha
And these off white pants up on my legs? yeah, dat shit blank
(Hm, hm, hm)
Real deal pressure I blow bitch, shit ain't plain
And I put the pedal to the metal 'lil bitch, yeah, I swear I go Crane
And I double up all my bullets
Bitch I double up, I go cray
Cartier buff on me, 'lil bitch it's thick
Just like Bane, huh
I'm ridin' round town 25-00, 25-00 yeah
I'm ridin' round town 25-00, 25-00 yo
We ridin' round town 25-00, 25-00 yuh
We ridin' around town, 25-00, 25-00, yoo
(Ayee)
(Bitch, would you slide like gang?)
(Bitch, would you slide like a brother?)
(Bitch, would you slide like gang?)
(Bitch, would you slide like a brother?)
(But, why you won't slime wit' me?)
(Huh, huh)
Six
(Bleh!)
(Huh? bleh)
(Huh, bleh)
(Huh, huh, bleh)
(Bleh, bleh)
(Six!)