| Hanging out the window with a big oak timber
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| I just skied a slope, it ain’t winter or December
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin
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| (Hook)
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| I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| I roll up, my tint drop (drop)
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| The stick pop (pop)
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| Hit the gas, get ghost through the grid lock (lock)
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| Watch and see how one key will get the grid locked
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| Watch and see how one me will get the crib hot
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| Your cunts can’t stop in my ruthless ways
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| Fuck around and turn this back to John Doe and boobie days
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| Think I give a fuck what your computers say?
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| Have you pissin in your Trues when my Ruger raised
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| I go hard like a wet square
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| Left everybody on the floor when I left there
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| Chopper knock a motherfucker out a fresh pair
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| Gunplay, gun smoke til it ain’t no fresh air
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| (Pre-Hook)
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| Hanging out the window with a big oak timber
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| I just skied a slope, it ain’t winter or December
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin
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| (Hook)
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| I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| AR15, yay scraight (straight) off the beam
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| Aye, they want that free base, I’m on the fee chase
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| Forgies, no cheapskates, orgies in each state
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| More beef with each steak, fuck your release date
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| I’m just that goon out that Maybach platoon
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| Now bitch betta not move, slide it to me smooth
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| I brung my gun, and a blunt for my lung
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| And a cup for my rum and a stick for my drum
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| I’m out here, come see me, this oak big as a tree be
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| When I go, write my testament in graffiti
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| All I know I got a piece and I’m pissin on peace treaties
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| I know how that go, we bout that war, believe me
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| We be…
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| (Pre-Hook)
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| Hanging out the window with a big oak timber
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| I just skied a slope, it ain’t winter or December
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin
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| (Hook)
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| I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums
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| I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint
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| Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums |