lol..haha Nothin' im just faded. Wanted to post some random shit.... Here it is... lol Translation. We accelerate then stop irradically, while driving irresponsibly. With an expression refered to as a THIZZ FACE, due to the sour taste of MDMA. Listening to the music artist, Mac Dre, all while going slightly dumb. Hyphy Like.
as well alike mac from the hyphy movement heres some thing from keak... http://youtube.com/watch?v=EEUyuKbSLK0
Fuck that shit. Is all bout that swangin n bangin. Was doin that shit before work in my homies lincoln big body. Swang side to side ya herd. Swang and I swang and I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep I'ma swang and a swang and I swang to the left Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death I would give my last breath if I could bring you back Bring Screw back, matter fact, bring the whole crew back Only God can do that so I'm gonna leave it alone Movin on, groovin to this soothin song I'm cruisin along, still got a Screw tape on, Still in the zone, wishin Corey Blunt was home Ridin on chrome, banging with my bub' lights on Ridin homes Southeast of the Astrodome I'm Fat Pat's clone, his legacy carries on His heart beat pumps through my flesh and bones Flippin with Trae, mobbin down MLK He's blue over grey, I'm tippin sellin duece today It's dub K, chiefin on some lovely And we on the Boulevard acting ugly, we gon Swang and I swang and I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk and yep yep yep
In a wide body, and I'm sitting so thoed Fresh set of glass, so I'm hogging up the road Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain So I threw in a throwback Screw, and let that motherfucker bang I'm in a zone I boss when I floss, riding for the set And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet And I bet that you gon respect it, 'fore it damage ya mayn Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane And that's the bidness mayn, better respect a G 'fore he click And I dropped the top the same time, I dropped the kit And for the hate, I still swang and I swang and I swang to the left Pop my trunk, yep-yep-yep-yeah. See i dont get this i popped some exstacy lets let our car drive down a hill and stand on top of it. Like what the hell? Ya know, Im bout that old school G shit. Get me a nice whip like this. Now roll ya up a fat blunt or whatever ya like, Now go crusie around. Go bout 15 miles a hour, Bumps pounding in the back, Jus swang to the left, Swang to the right. Real slow. We drive real slow so everybody sees ya. Ya see 15-20 cars riding round candy paint and the whole deal swangin n bangin all times a night, AND NOT ONLY IN HOUSTON!
Hahahaha. If this is directed to me, NONE of those lyrics are mine. No, Only major label signed KNOWN artists. Tell em they cant rap when they making millions, Still on that underground tip. Your real intelligent buddy.
when we pull up to the light the people all stare four *****s in the benz with the dredlock hair smoke everywhere waivin at mavericks with the woodgrain davens and the license plate rattlin doin what we want to hangin out the sunroof we mental we ignorant by we go dumb dude gas break dip we call it yokin do a donut in yo whip we call it ghostin get stupid its what we do ghost ride the whip while we dance on the hood im amped feelin good im hyphe with a bitch face and a thizz face off of nike the women like me im dipped in butter ill rob your brotha pimp the blood out your motha im mister stupid doo doo dumb sumthin terrible tell em how we come Slap in the trunk, always giggn Thizz or Die