Lakeshore Hustlas - Cruisin' Slow Killa Lyrics

You know they say, uh, 4th take's the charm, right?
J-MAG...
Da Maestro... on da beat!
Yo.... Yo....
Cruisin slow killa
Got my finger on the trigga
Really no need to go quicka
My main goal is to get bigga
Finna hit cha, then I'll whip ya
With these lyrics that I'm spittin
9 lives, neva slippin, like that cat named tippa
That's a reference to my hood
85th back to the woods
Memories on top of memories
Man I really should, collect my thoughts and write a book
Castle move I need my rook
Come and look, I think he shook
It's a checkmate so I took
His queen and I locked her up just for being mean
Get inbetween, time to intervene
Toss that bitch like a machine
Unforseen, like a submarine
Rising up from underneath
Smoking the green
Skippin the lean, mane
You know, the same routine
Got my whole clique of devil's and they on them otha levels
Where they problems neva settle
And they're used to heavy metal
I'm talkin 12 gauges
12 mages making exchanges
12 stages, 12 cages
Shit is outrageous
Yah!