Ridin' in the whip and I'm tearin' up the concrete
Ridin' in the whip and I'm tearin' up the concrete
Beat'n down ya block, Beat-Beat'n down ya Block
Beat'n down ya block, Beat-Beat'n down ya Block
I'm ridin' in my whip runnin' straight down town
My beat turned up and my window rolled down
One hand on the wheel and the pedal to the floor
Kids hold they ears when I open my door
When you look inside and you know dat its me
With my hat to the side and my ashy black T
Two blunts of dat Kush so you know dat I'm gone
Don't mess wit me dog cuz I'm in my zone
When I'm in the parking lot, All eyez on me
And they see the whip clean and they know I'm in the streets
So if you try to jack then you bound to get murked
Got 50 damn rounds and they all gonna hurt, yea
Ridin' in the whip and I'm tearin' up the concrete
Ridin' in the whip and I'm tearin' up the concrete
Beat'n down ya block, Beat-Beat'n down ya Block
Beat'n down ya block, Beat-Beat'n down ya Block
If you want beef I got you nigga
Got my hand on my glock and I'm pullin' triggas
Just like a bank and I'm stackin' figures
Turn it up and your rump shake
Ground rumblin' like an earthquake
Rims clean and dat paint drip
Get next to your whip, your cd skip
Ridin' and swervin' I'm a f*ckin' trip
803 b's where I stay
Dudes beat da block down like everyday
You can be a Honda or a Chevrolet
Wit yo tremble up and your beat down low
Tip the cup and pass the dro
Dudes gon hate no matter who you is
Tell'em don't mind you, do ya biz
Mind you, do ya biz uhh
Ridin' in the whip and I'm tearin' up the concrete
Ridin' in the whip and I'm tearin' up the concrete
Beat'n down ya block, Beat-Beat'n down ya Block
Beat'n down ya block, Beat-Beat'n down ya Block