Lac Motion

[Ca$his]

Screech out, yeah

That's what I'm talkin 'bout {*bzzt*}

Ca$his, Shady {*bzzt*}

Good lookin Em

We in the Cadillac Cartel and Snoop DeVilles

Ridin on Treys like Barksdale, I'm movin steel

Step out and see the new Car-mellos you would steal

But you ain't runnin around here cause dude is real

You dub for fifteen minutes sayin they shoot and steal

I would tell you more, but I think, you would squeal

I'm ridin at the wheel, lean back, poppin pills

I make a lil' side money plus I got a deal

I'm nine kids deep; see, why I gotta deal?

And serve so the government, can't touch my skrill

Before I'm sittin in my big, house, on the hill

Dark, not in H.B., Hall go, have a meal

I am the bogus boy, that was in my uncle's will

You figured that out, and see that I'm a G for real

And fear man is one thing that he don't feel

Knock a nigga out, while his gun on him still

[Chorus: Ca$his]

'Llac ('Llac) motion (motion) drop (drop) top (top)

West (West) coast (coast) beatin down yo' block

That's how we do it out here, out here - folk

That's how we do it out here, back forth - folk

Back on the 'Llac ('Llac) motion (motion) drop (drop) top (top)

West (West) coast (coast) beatin down yo' block

That's how we do it out here, out here - folk

That's how we do it out here, back forth - folk

Back screech out

[Ca$his]

New Makaveli jeans, five Vicks, Blue Leaf

Tall tee, hang to my motherfuckin knees nigga

I got a gang of my partners from O.C., figure

If it's some drama they all, ridin with me if ya

recognize a situation that you can't win

You may feel like a marked mellow but you can live

Still you tryin to be hard, yellin out stupid shit

I just look at you laughin, say that you a bitch

I got somethin from class despite my truant seers

But I can whoop on yo' ass homie if you in Sears

It's better not to be brash and come with foolishness

Talkin 'bout my county 'til you see how true it is

Come to the 7-1-fo', Glizzy could get you rich

Some of the homies got dough, the rest is militant

We got goons that's loon tootin them wicked sticks

My whole set to end, Shady that's what the bid'ness is

[Chorus]

[Ca$his]

We switchin lanes and candy paints on 22's

And '83s and '88s, in grammar schools

Different names of the 'Llac, I hear the hundred crews

Miss the exit, that's all from gettin blunted fool

Flick the tussin, a couple buzzards is comin through

Soon as they see me say "Ca$h, I wanna fuck wit'chu"

So many niggaz is lamed out, and gullible

We make 'em lookouts in fog eyes for copper moves

I was livin the life, of sellin rocks to dudes

When I got to a block, I was unstoppable

I had to serve out the 'Llac, cause they was watchin moves

But bein poor was just, somethin I couldn't do

I wanna roll in a six-hundred and stunt on you

Next time I see you and yours, I'll pull a gun on you

Through every stage of my life, I been that fuckin dude

You should be glad I took, time to fuck wit'chu

[Chorus]