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sleeve than any sergeant The paralysed feel me, the blind see me And the deaf can hear me And the smart fear me Wh-which side you on? Hi-highway to heaven, I would drive
s get it popping [Dirty Money] Cause I've been leaning on the bar Looking cleaner than the star All these broads won't give me my props 25 on the bank
that tried to pull it The streets is throwed If I don't get lean and blowed everyday I feel just like i'ma explode on overload and overdrive All my life this drive
't wait to get to do the supernatural to you Since supernatural ain't nothin' changed Still boppin' heads on the uptown train Playin' in the speakers while you drive
do'n their thing, sip'n Singapore slings, mercy-less like Ming, phat diamond rings. Plus drugs, Female thugs, sip on Gin & Tonic till they vomit, and still driving
Got ya dream girl ridin' in your dream car She wants me, she wants me Plus I got it all, Bitch tell me what you don't see. I got 25 lighters on my dresser
ow that I'm straight with the law I'm makin' more money than I ever saw But still, my 9's what I'm alive by I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive
with two money bags, *woman screams* and a screamin' ass BITCH It's All Bad! Chorus: WC w/ cops [cops] "Possible 211 suspect driving southbound on the 215 driving
This is not livin' Livin' is when you working a 9-5 Liftin' heavy ass boxes just to stay a-f-cking-live N-gga aint got a car but he got drive So he appreciate
dough And if I died tonight, they'll think I did a crime for it Offer me 25, insistin that I sign for it Why I can't drive a fancy ride and rock diamonds
ki's My moms got two jobs one on her knees and writin letters to the governor "Please call off the deeds" My baby mother with another brother with cash and drive
stayin' up all night on Christmas Eve [Chorus: Shawn Wigs] It's the season for sharing, season of the gift Season for snow, it's December 25th That time
as I discuss this yo bust this Like a hammer before me you cant touch this Trapped on the floor like a vulture Part of my culture You may even thought I was drived
I was standin' in the grocery store line The one they marked 'Express' When this woman came through with about 25 things And I said, "Don't you know that
with their lives And it's about time they lose Never fuck with the vato in the Sure no blues To the Mexicana Madre, let's pull a drive-by So when we
When I come through When I drive through When I, when I, when I, yo, yo I'm that one cat that the hood be lovin' They way I floss, y'all chickens should
out falchios A meat eater, Miss Domma Domma Honor my persona, it's like a Parana's momma We move bricks on the highway So there's bricks in my drive
