Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On Them Thangs, artist - Mack 10. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
On Them Thangs |
| When in the streets I keep my heat on my seat, no doubt about it |
| It’s my African express I don’t leave home without it |
| Summertime just ain’t known for the weather |
| It’s hot cause niggas bring out shit they put together |
| 13's to 14 7's can’t miss |
| But on some shit you got to let 15−8's twist |
| Chevy trucks and 'em |
| El Caminos anybody want Dana’s I got them for eight c-notes |
| All day long |
| Gold or all chrome it’s on |
| You oughta get 'em cause the tires come with 'em |
| But they ain’t for busters only hogs roll D’s |
| So keep yo' stocks on if you can’t fade these |
| Thousands in my pocket, yayo I rock it |
| Keep my low clean so the car hops can jock it hit the switch up and down |
| Make the bumper drag the ground on the 'Shaw |
| Every Sunday night just to clown on them thangs |
| Get the hammer |
| Be sure that yo strap ain’t a jammer and as long |
| As ain’t nuthin' wrong then beat I’m on |
| As I watch for the lick I got the switch to make me hit |
| Front back side to side and that three wheel shit |
| Won’t hesitate to let loose niggas broke the gang truce |
| But I still roll my deuce that hang like a noose |
| It don’t stop for Mack, it’s the same ol' same ol' |
| Danas gold as a halo, twisting like a tornado |
| In that surplus gear like the G of the year |
| Fuck the hour, it’s all about the money and the power |
| Ain’t about set trippin' no Bloodin' no Crippin' |
| Just dippin' hittin' switches knockin' hood rat bitches |
| As I’m rollin' out of control and smoking humps |
| Crank up the bumpie bumps 4 gates and square |
| Dumps so I bang it, make the 20's slide when I swang it |
| Lick it once lick it twice as nice |
| When I hang it on them thangs |
| D’s I’m on 'em |
| Killas they want 'em |
| On them thangs… |
| Old Chevy’s to Cadillacs on twisters and Doves |
| Everybody got a plaque given pub to they car club |
| Mafia for life, Individuals and Damus Ride |
| Majestics and them niggas from the southside |
| New school to old school get they ride on |
| Bendin' corners caravaning like 50 strong |
| In a rag top that and a hard top this |
| Bustin ho’s cause you can’t miss if you let 'em twist |
| So get you a set of them what we call Dana’s |
| And see for yo’self all the bitches they brang us |
| Cut the wheel right to left and make the ass end slide |
| Now all the riders ride and skate from side to side |
| On them thangs |