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I’M REPRESENTING FOR THE GANGSTERS ALL ACROSS THE WORLD

STILL HITTIN THEM CORNER


RS IN THEM LOW LOWS GIRL


BALLIN’S NOT A HOBBY, IT’S MY OCCUPATION


TOUCH THE PEDAL ONCE, IT LOOK LIKE I’M RACING


THESE SUCKAS LOOKIN SO HARD THEY STRAIGHT HIT THE CURB


JUST CALL THIS SHIT HIIPOWER


THROW YOUR HANDS UP FOR HIIPOWER


YOU CAN’T RESIST THIS HIIPOWER


IT’S GOING DOWN IN THIS BITCH: CONCRETE


AND THE WAY I WORK THE GRAIN GOTTA BE GIFTED

DIPPIN IN AND OUT OF TRAFFIC SWIFTLY


GOT ME FLIPPIN THROUGH THE HOOD

NO DESTINATION JUST RIDING


RIDING IN A CIRCLE

BIG MOTHESHIP GLIDING


THAT’S WHAT IT IS


WHAT COULD BE BETTER


I COME FROM THE LAND WHERE WE SWING OUR CARS


FIGURE EIGHT DANCE CONCRETE LEAVE MARKS


IMA SHINE LIKE ALL SIX OF MY GOLD TEETH


STAYING TRUE TO THE GAME YOU DESERVE TO SWANG


E G EVERY SEASON SOMETHING HARD COMING OUT MY GARAGE


BEHIND THAT FIVE PERCENT


T WINDOWS NEVER GO DOWN MUSIC NEVER GO DOWN NEVER SLOW DOWN


HIT YOUR BRAKES HOMIE LET THE THIRD LIGHT GLOW


I’M THINKIN BOUT PULLIN OUT THE TREY FOR PERFORMANCE


AND MAYBE HIT A FEW CORNERS


LETS GO DIPPIN

DIPPIN THROUGH THE

STREETS


IF YA DON’T KNOW WHAT I MEAN AND YA SITTIN COME ON, GET IN


SWERVIN FROM LANE TO LANE A CADILLAC JUST AINT THE SAME

LETS GO DIPPIN


BARBEQUES EVERY DAY


DRIVIN FANCY CARS


BEFORE I AROSE ON THE SCENE I SAW THE INDIVIDUALS ROLLIN AS A TEAM


BUMPIN AND GRINDIN LIKE A SLOW JAM


GET HIGH, I MEAN SO HIGH WE SEE THE WHOLE STREET


GOT THE PEDAL TO THE METAL


WHEN I PULL UP OUT THE GARAGE


AND EVEN WHEN I WAS CLOSE TO DEFEAT I ROSE TO MY FEET


I GOT MY LAC SITTIN LOW LIKE A HONDA CIVIC


I SEE MY HOMIE AND SOME SUCKAS ALL IN HIS MIX


AND I STILL GOT LOVE FOR THE STREETS


ADD THAT SHIT UP, A-M-G


RIGHT BACK UP ON TOP OF THANGS


BEHIND TINT WITH THE WINDOWS CLOS


SED

WHEN I RIDE ON 4’S


SHINING LIKE A SUPERSTAR WHEN I GRIP THE WOOD


SO SIT BACK, RELAX, STRAP ON YOUR SEAT BELT


YOU NEVER BEEN ON A RIDE LIKE THIS BEFORE


START WITH STRAIGHT SHOTS


THEN POP BOTTLES


‘CAUSE WHEN I FREQUENT THE SPOTS THAT I’M KNOWN TO ROCK YOU HEAR THE BASS FROM THE TRUNK WHEN I’M ON THE BLOCK


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