model cars and let the muthafuckas hop Moms banged Hoover Crip she was known for sellin' rocks Let me collect the 40-ounce bottles in the dope spot Bought
was ninteen fresh out of high school 6 months in the county fast forward 08' ten cars Mounted 3 trucks 3 verts sittin hard tops mane 4 hogs 2 spots...
in the cife His dreams about cars and ice, made him agree A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be And so he met them friday night at a quarter to
the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
glad it wasn't murder in a town you never hearda from a nickel-plated burner Now my life's straight like a perm Try to take the spot I earned muh'fucker
Cop lights, flash lights, spot lights Strobe lights, street lights (all of the lights, all of the lights) Fast life, drug life Thug life, rock life Every night
show a young G love If you don't give a fuck (what?) Put your hands up (what?) Party like it should be done You leavin at 2 girl? You know the night's just begun The after hours spot
breed and style of Rap like me? I had the patience to study the game Dr. Dre made two Chronics and this is Chronic III I make classic hits and buy classic cars And see classic hoes at classic bars Knoc just stepped in the spot
be gone Then I hit a blunt to the dome, and ride when night falls Supply the white raw, if there's a problem, knock ya wife off Lock the spot down Respect
Summer, Yeah, suffix people, you know, you, you, you already, yeah, come on Kickin rocks on the block tellin all the old g's I be coming for your spot
this new spot we went to the other night, yo, check it out check it out how it went [Verse 1:] It was just cool like, smooth night wit' my jewels
Check, one, two One, two, who got more style, the son do Check, one, two [Verse 1] Yo I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit On a summer night, tight spot where
my time is up But my luck, I got up, the cop shot again Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken Richochetin between the spots that I'm hidin
got rocks You got robbed The man got shot That nigga's dead Come get revenge We getting money We in the benz We drive cars We fuck your hoes We taking
shit? [G1] Yeah, that dumb shit I'm tryin to get up OUTTA here [G2] I hear that.. but yo, you know the spot is pumpin tonight [G1] Word f'real where
the chocolate tah smoker (huh?) I like to mack in Maximas and Acuras But cheeks, I'm smackin' em' (huh?) The raw rapper, spot smacker Wit the lil hooker