Текст песни Gonzoe f King Lou - In the Car With Us
Gonzoe f King Lou - In the Car With Us слова песни
[Verse 1 - Gonzoe]Collar poppin at hoes like thatLook, I graduated from shin and shoes to gatorsCause this year, we got a hell of a start like the LakersGot real plugs, I`m a criminal, turned rapperHappy to sell drugsI`m happy we got aboveCause others, there`s places they can hurt theyselveAnd I`m stressin we took a loss from twelveWhat the hellThat`s the trouble to come along with itBetter just forget itComin new and mail the bitch out before she start slitchinIn the night and broad daylightWith the headlightsDo it right, fiendin for summer chrome pipesT.V.`s, stutterin hoesTerrible weed, smoke on the O.T.With a workin mack and a keys, it`s meRitz baby, the nigga who namedComin up with your ladyDrivin California crazyfuckin with my homieAll y`all can die slowAnd that`s the same homie I`d kill all you forThats my testimonyI`mma die with silk on meAmongst the criminalsGet my money after the funeralPut me away for better daysKeep hustlinGet that moneyThink about yesterdayIt`s onChorus [Gonzoe & King Lou]That`s how we drivin in the car with usWe dirty and grindin in the car with usThis here, how we survivin in the car with usI ain`t lyin when you rollin in the car with us, niggaThat`s how we drivin in the car with usWe dirty and grindin in the car with usThis here, how we survivin in the car with usI ain`t lyin when you rollin in the car with us, yeah[Verse 2 - King Lou]Keepin it low haterChillin, tease the tailorsLivin majorFor who wanna know, I can`t save yaI bring it down with no fatal or fake natureThey try to play usMad players, jealous cause they pay usHater they always want to criticizeCause I`m only servin sacks in the morninKeepin my money flowinThrowin product at the back doorThat`s a fact thoughGet caught with crack thoughDo more than two to fourWhat`s the reason for the seasonServin niggaz with heatinMother fuckers is cheatinIn this game we competinI`m in the lex thoughSippin ruby with the blue beanieGettin blowed by a hoe I don`t knowTo smoke beediesIndeedyGet money cause I`m greedyPlaya alert, I front work to the needyNiggaz stay cheesyGotta get my greenAnd the car that I drive on the sceneYou rollin with us? C`est la vieChorus[Verse 3 - Gonzoe]I hit the world firstPrayin to God `unlift the curse`What`s worse, move the turfPay your homage on the firstOf courseWhile I sort my thoughts with Newport`sAnd do pour, you short hit from dickCame for ya, you can`t stick itStretch half a chick and what`s nextCrack her down, get in positionLet the things do they glisteninKeep flippinCouldn`t beat it outta meDo away with meI`ll go to my graveWith the anthologyCamaraderieYou made me (you made me)To appreciate this liquor nigga and get crazy! (crazy)I`m livin my last daysYou went outBlaze with the restYou eatin with the enemyAim for the head they got vestsLivin my last days of deathThere`s nothing leftUntil they lay me downI won`t rest, I won`t restI`m a fuckin soldier(variations of chorus until end)