| Breeze, flow through the trees
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| I was with the team, rolling Cutlass Supreme
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| The light turned red and I noticed in the rear-view
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| An El Camino with a windshield so dark I couldn’t see through
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| I quickly reach for my strap
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| I never hesitated to lay a punk on his back
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| Drew got the gauge and Soup got the mac
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| We’ll have a blast for days and you know that’s a fact
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| The light turned green, now we taking a left
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| They take a left too, I ain’t convinced yet
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| Without taking a breath I said, «Now B take a right»
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| As they followed our lead I said, «It's on alright»
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| It was a…
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| A night like none other
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| A night like none other
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| Now everybody in the whip getting ready for shit
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| Jesus slapping on a vest, Creek stacking the clips
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| All doors open up, boots touch the ground
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| As we walk towards the El Camino they get out
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| Hooded up, masked up, they walk towards us
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| One steps before the rest and spins the barrel of his gun
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| Before it got to stop, all you heard was POP POP
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| Young Bones had to turn them motherfuckers to rot
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| It was a… |