[Nick Colletti]
Yo, shout out to the po-po one time
They protect us, man
Oh! Here we go!
Head out the window
Beats banging in the stereo
Aye! Ah shit!
Cruisin' real slow down the sunset strip
Oh! Here we go!
Head out the window
Beats banging in the stereo
Aye! Ah shit!
Cruisin' real slow down the sunset strip
I'm not tripping
Water what I'm sipping
I'm off the juice, man, I be getting to loose
In it to win it
Chin ups and chicken
Slipping all over if you want the song download it
Mother fucker
Blunt tucker
Blood sucker
Pussy lover hover over the city like butter hot it the darkness
Women with dog tints
Girls with big tits, curls, and gap teeth
Hanging in back streets
Listen to fat beats
Smoking on big blunts
Eating a sandwich
Fuck all the cameras
Life is glamorous
We don't got beef, man, you nothing but ham to us
So fancy, being all that I can be
Feel like a new man
Shout-out to Randy
Days turn darker
Writing rhymes with markers
Shout-out to the cops
Oh! Here we go!
Head out the window
Beats banging in the stereo
Aye! Ah shit!
Cruisin' real slow down the sunset strip
Oh! Here we go!
Head out the window
Beats banging in the stereo
Aye! Ah shit!
Cruisin' real slow down the sunset strip
[Terror Reid]
You know it's terror up again with the lasers of death
And you know my ray-guns always pointed straight at your neck
What the heck
I'm the best
With no bullet proof vest
Hand me the tec so I can test the durability of your chest
Yea, you can find me in your house with your bitch half naked in your bed
Call me Ralph cuz I wreck it
Respect it, and wet this dick
In between your lips
And get the fuck up out my room before my finger slips
Cuz it's lit like Auschwitz, in this bitch
But I'm ready to dip
So grab the whip and the clip out my room
Clickity-clack, boom boom!
Put your body in a tomb
Shoot you to the moon
Introduce you to doom
But before I get carried away
I'd just like to say that today was a special day
All the homies still alive, so we fleet up and meet up and say
Lets do this shit everyday
Oh! Here we go!
Head out the window
Beats banging in the stereo
Aye! Ah shit!
Cruisin' real slow down the sunset strip
Oh! Here we go!
Head out the window
Beats banging in the stereo
Aye! Ah shit!
Cruisin' real slow down the sunset strip
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