IMPALAS & HYDRAULICS

Nigga this shit feel like pistols poppin', dippin', ridin' Diddy talkin', G.O.A.T. shit Slidin' in the G-Wagon through Philly on some more shit We always kept it one hunnid, some Franklins in my coat, yeah Hopeless, REASON, talk to 'em, gangstas know they gon' walk to it, look The best rhymin' was raised to expect violence The gang and the set ridin', pull up in the 'vette, slidin' Like dick in some wet pussy, don't think I'm a vet? Push me Empire building like Lucious, I'm gettin' neck from a Cookie, oh yeah My niggas pull up slidin' with some shottas, oh yeah Old West, this Impalas and hydraulics, oh yeah West shit, Dickies and Chucks tyin' Appetite for the streets 'cause niggas is fed buyin' Flashy with the drip, stay dangerous, move silent 'Cause niggas livin' loud is soon to be dead quiet, shit Know my worth, give me 20 for them shows Paid a penny for my thots, don't give a penny to these hoes, nigga okay Pull up with my riders, nigga okay Dickies and hydraulics, nigga okay In Cheetahs throwin' dollars, nigga okay Fitted L.A. Dodgers, nigga okay Vatos be my partners, nigga okay Disrespect, they slidin', nigga okay Flag hangin' since a toddler, nigga okay Rest in peace to 'Pac, my nigga, okay (let me drench in man) You know the tenth house across the street from Davis? Tan khakis, Lord, save 'em, my bandana said, "Fuck the neighbors" Wilmington moves, my Pendleton blue, guess I'm confusin' niggas Pull up on my opps, hop out the cuttie like I'm cool with niggas Memoirs of a Compton nigga, thought I was a samurai Choppin' up them bricks up through Bompton with 'em Smith & Wesson, he brought his sponsors with him, he a monster with 'em I know what's on your mind, and I'm 'bout to press your conscience with 'em Try me, we gon' pull your card and take your ID Get a bad bitch from IG, had her put ketamine in your IV Bitch ass nigga, I'm checkin' your purse And we gon' make sure you dead, yeah, we checkin' your hearse Come to the cemetary on your birthday and step on the dirt Niggas get split with the TEC disrespectin' the church Your whole hood cryin', guess they wasn't expectin' the hurt Your momma want that R.I.P. merch, guess who pressin' the shirts Keep playin', nigga okay Pull up with my riders, nigga okay Dickies and hydraulics, nigga okay In Cheetahs throwin' dollars, nigga okay Fitted L.A. Dodgers, nigga okay Vatos be my partners, nigga okay Disrespect, they slidin', nigga okay Flag hangin' since a toddler, nigga okay Rest in peace to 'Pac, my nigga, okay