作词 : Alexander, Allen, Bynum ... S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus [?] rims and my Alpine bumpin The 808 is thumpin [VERSE 1: Havikk the Rhime Son] Dippin down yo block, battery's hot in a rag deuce Flossin on threes, gold d's for my gees Slidin [?] dub skatin evil as I swerve Hit the switch on a ******, post my Daytons on the curb Easin through the hood, scope the scenery Fiendin for the greenery Gotta stack a end as I bend North on the 'Shaw past the one-time flossin Catch a fool slippin on them 100 spokes, he's walkin Home like a buster, let the Alpine crank Switch the CD as I fire up the dank Oh thank God I'm a rider, Rhime Son be Yo, that gee from the Carte... With pockets on swoll' and the caviar's callin me And ******s mad-doggin me bringin out the hog in me Punk-ass busters wanna show me, they flexin Parks my six-deuce as I jumps in my Lexus [CHORUS] S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good [VERSE 2: Prodje'je] Once again it's on, polish up the chrome on my coupe d Open up a new [?] The [?] is in my deck and it's rockin Shockin, hoes wanna pose but I'm knockin Boots as I swoops down the 91 West Yes, I gots to wear a bullet-proof vest Fools wanna trip so I trip back on em ****** they ass up till they hoes don't want em I'm on em, the Eastside gees and the P At ease, you don't wanna ****** with these And we'se the malice, careless mutha******as Puttin pooh-puts in a jammie like Smuckers My knockers holdin *******t down like the underground (We'll make you go round and round) So now I'm callin up my crew And what you gonna do When you see the ******s in blue [CHORUS] S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus [?] rims and my Alpine bumpin The 808 is thumpin [VERSE 3: Droop & Twin] One mo' time through yo hood and mines You're walkin thin lines on these bomb-ass rhymes And verses, sleepin off in hearses ******s on the run cause my flows cause curses With verses, we ain't in this game for the fame We just like servin hoods like a mutha****** hurricane Mutha****** busters, me and Twin puttin it down in '96 Tossin up tricks and crossin ******s like chop sticks *******t I spit hits your ears and cause pain Stressin out your frame like you got Slim-Fast on your brain It ain't no thing to be a in-the-cut rider And it ain't no thing to be a black godfather Think of a ****** standin 5 foot 6 With some baggy-ass pants and some bomb-ass kicks Twin gives a ******, loc, cause I'm a rider With my ****** Droop be O.G. Westsider [OUTRO: Havoc the Mouthpiece] Rollin through your hood is another ****** from the Cartel Who done earned his stripes Bumpin "Flashlight" Tryin to get rich like Richie [ ] through my city [CHORUS: repeated till fade] S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus [?] rims and my Alpine bumpin The 808 is thumpin
作词 : Alexander, Allen, Bynum ... S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus [?] rims and my Alpine bumpin The 808 is thumpin [VERSE 1: Havikk the Rhime Son] Dippin down yo block, battery's hot in a rag deuce Flossin on threes, gold d's for my gees Slidin [?] dub skatin evil as I swerve Hit the switch on a ******, post my Daytons on the curb Easin through the hood, scope the scenery Fiendin for the greenery Gotta stack a end as I bend North on the 'Shaw past the one-time flossin Catch a fool slippin on them 100 spokes, he's walkin Home like a buster, let the Alpine crank Switch the CD as I fire up the dank Oh thank God I'm a rider, Rhime Son be Yo, that gee from the Carte... With pockets on swoll' and the caviar's callin me And ******s mad-doggin me bringin out the hog in me Punk-ass busters wanna show me, they flexin Parks my six-deuce as I jumps in my Lexus [CHORUS] S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good [VERSE 2: Prodje'je] Once again it's on, polish up the chrome on my coupe d Open up a new [?] The [?] is in my deck and it's rockin Shockin, hoes wanna pose but I'm knockin Boots as I swoops down the 91 West Yes, I gots to wear a bullet-proof vest Fools wanna trip so I trip back on em ****** they ass up till they hoes don't want em I'm on em, the Eastside gees and the P At ease, you don't wanna ****** with these And we'se the malice, careless mutha******as Puttin pooh-puts in a jammie like Smuckers My knockers holdin *******t down like the underground (We'll make you go round and round) So now I'm callin up my crew And what you gonna do When you see the ******s in blue [CHORUS] S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus [?] rims and my Alpine bumpin The 808 is thumpin [VERSE 3: Droop & Twin] One mo' time through yo hood and mines You're walkin thin lines on these bomb-ass rhymes And verses, sleepin off in hearses ******s on the run cause my flows cause curses With verses, we ain't in this game for the fame We just like servin hoods like a mutha****** hurricane Mutha****** busters, me and Twin puttin it down in '96 Tossin up tricks and crossin ******s like chop sticks *******t I spit hits your ears and cause pain Stressin out your frame like you got Slim-Fast on your brain It ain't no thing to be a in-the-cut rider And it ain't no thing to be a black godfather Think of a ****** standin 5 foot 6 With some baggy-ass pants and some bomb-ass kicks Twin gives a ******, loc, cause I'm a rider With my ****** Droop be O.G. Westsider [OUTRO: Havoc the Mouthpiece] Rollin through your hood is another ****** from the Cartel Who done earned his stripes Bumpin "Flashlight" Tryin to get rich like Richie [ ] through my city [CHORUS: repeated till fade] S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus [?] rims and my Alpine bumpin The 808 is thumpin
