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点击复制Ya ya California
Sunday afternoon baby
Pull it out whip it out pull it out
Drive it out drop it out
You know
Let 'em know
I got chrome and paint
Ni**a what you thank I got chrome and paint
B**ch what you drank I got chrome and paint
Smokin' that dank in my chrome and paint
(Street lights)
Dance on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a ni**a home
You can die in these streets all alone
I am the wrong ni**a too f**kin' grown ni**a
To go for that ni**a I ain't 'cha hoe ni**a
I got a hair trigger I am the dome splitter
The deep sea sniper you got the wrong niggaz
Retire like Jigga here comes the Attila the Hun
Killin' niggaz for fun these rappers is done
The bigger they come the harder they fall
I burn like the sun continue to ball
He's got nuts and plus the don touch
And split the fine dutch star sky call hutch
He's laid with some sluts up in some guts
Just back in the cut he thinks he's king tut
Can't f**k this ni**a up 'cause just the ni**a luck
That niggaz really love him and tear the city up
Uhh even though I'm f**kin' with the po'-po'
Them ni**a know how I act in the low-low
I got chrome and paint
Ni**a what you thank I got chrome and paint
B**ch what you drank I got chrome and paint
Smokin' that dank in my chrome and paint
(Street lights)
Dance on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a ni**a home
You can die in these streets all alone
I'm ghetto like grits die befo' I snitch
Off my a** khakis sag like cellulite tits b**ch
Under the suede headliner and I ain't yo momma
Play with my dollars on yo' a** they'll be layin' flowers
I put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot rocks
Hittin' the switch makin' the fo' hopscotch
Rollin' up imperial in dickier material
All in your peripheral throwin' shells at your vehicle
Clipped up pimped up big chipped up
Stacy Adams tips spiffied up golf hat flipped up
I blow yo' a** off the map f**k with dub
I'll have yo' a** rollin' home with windshield glass on your lap
F**k rap I'm wearin' a creased tee eatin' ribs
Laughin' at you niggaz on MTV Cribs
I got the chrome thang thang to make the dome stank
Hood life forever b**ch chrome and paint c'mon
I got chrome and paint
Ni**a what you thank I got chrome and paint
B**ch what you drank I got chrome and paint
Smokin' that dank in my chrome and paint
(Street lights)
Dance on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a ni**a home
You can die in these streets all alone
(Street lights street lights)
(Street lights street lights)
Even though I'm f**kin' with the po'-po'
Them ni**a know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo' ni**a check out my promo
You mo' fo's can't f**k with my mojo
I got chrome and paint
Ni**a what you thank I got chrome and paint
B**ch what you drank I got chrome and paint
Smokin' that dank in my chrome and paint
(Street lights)
Dance on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a ni**a home
You can die in these streets all alone
(Street lights)