They don't never see holmes running round L.A.. Fake ass ghostwriter, get your lil' flow tighter 'For I put you in the trunk of this fucking low-rider
press the start button For a ludicrous show, just press the start button And let the motherfuckin' games begin bitch! Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture Eyes low
wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
to war for this [Chorus] Cause I'm a rider I'm about that 187 Cause I'm a rider I'm about that 187 You not a rider Not about that 187 You not a rider
I toss yo wig Turn yo species to allices, now here wintness, real niggaz do real crimes Wit black pieces, my game is at it's deepest and I'm rhymin tight Consecutive low rider
? es auf, hol sie raus, druck auf play, jetzt ist showtime. Steig in den base von Toba low rider fur green berlin und biggy ist mein ghost rider. Ich
Guten Tag wenn mein Album kommt hei?t es du hast nur versagt Keiner hat es wie sonst Saife hier gerockt ich bin back und sitze im Low Rider vor dem Block
't never see homes run around L.A. Fake ass ghost rider Get your little flow tighter Before I put you in the trunk Of this fucking low rider Nigga u ain
Mac, Master P, Mia X, Mystikal) This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers) At ease, solute, C-MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders
it's us Somebody tell me where the riders and the soldiers are Before they close the door and go and start a colder war I see 'em posted up in corner
sell dope and fuck hoes Nigga hold the blocks all they mother fucking shit sold Shawty been to condo when they can't you better get low Get low get low
[feat. Outerspace] [Verse 1:] I'm in the pitch black with midnight marauder Play it low but I will kidnap your daughter I take what's mine, I don't wait
legendary war thug ni**a Kadafi betta unslug this ni**a, Seike betta undrug this ni**a Out of the buildin we street children with no souls Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war
(feat. Emcee 007) [Takbir] Yo.. yeah.. So I slid behind the van, ran down the hill quick Knight Rider episode callin KITT Talkin telecom through a channel
the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bitch riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bitch riders
cheese ya Send vatos, choppos and gablones to meet ya They pop yo' top slow, pa blow and leave ya I got dough, papo or chop low flaminga I got hoes, papo
in the hood If you wanna act retarded then I'm right in the hood With them Nikes in the hood Stuffin' white in the hood Sittin' on that cherry low rider