Lyrics:
chevy
Got four twelves
Beating em' hard nigga
Smokin doe doe
Wit me and my gutta lane niggaz
On doe doe
Fo show tho
On chouteau
In a four door
At the gas
just waiting until
The joke's on you, ah then what do you do
Model T's and Chevies just loaded with heavies
Shining faces like morning roses, aglow
this a heavy XD
Balenci' 43, these some heavy ass feet
Used to do heavy hits out the Chevy '03
Every clerk at Shell in the hood know me
Copped
I'm gettin' sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy
But now he's got a condo and a brand new Lexus
Wants me to take a trip with him down
[T.I. talking]
Bet yall niggas don't remember these wit Run-DMC...
Naw, I ain't wit dem no mo...What they is now...MY AIR FORCES
[Verse One]
Walk
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my sixty Chevy
ready)
Broke off the levy
My neck is so heavy
I want me a foreign
Don't fuck with no Chevy
Don't fuck with no bitches if them bitches petty
Girl I'm bout
Turned that ten times, ten times
(ooh)
Honchos laying in my Chevy
You can't Chase me, you not Chevy
All this pressure weighing heavy, ooo
But it gone make
all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Crunk Juice, blowin' Dutchies in the Chevy
Try to figure me out dawg, I'm light but I'm heavy
Yellow lemonheads in the bezzie of the presi'
And yeah,
(Chorus)x2
We Creep, creep, creep, and we crawl,crawl
Crawl, ballin' on all of y'all
Niggas heavy in the game
And we connectin' the plots, and we
really sure it's time to get highway heavy
Pedal to metal is always the drug of choice
Listen to that roar of the engine's voice
Walking on the beach by
see a kitty, guts go POOF just like confetti, yeah
Never travel heavy
Ride impalas, ain't no Chevy
Wrestle bears and ain't no Teddy
Fuck the pigs, they
but keep it quiet
Iron man with the metal, Chevy mash down the pedal
Light, but I'm fighting heavy, Bruce Lee Legos through your egos
Egos is getting
[Chorus x 2]
Candy drippin'
On the Chevy
Caprice Classic
Already
I do the fool
Watch me clown
This is that Caprice music
It goes down
So
heavy in the big Chevy
Kicked the ill rhyme, nah, nah, I said it before
I keep the club moist, ladies throw they panties on the floor
Action, Atlantic
Wit another heavy Chevy
Big dope boys and trap
All you rap niggas role out
I trap when it's cold out
Whack niggas flying
But I stay down to I'm
me get away
But you ain't ready for 'Kiss
Got the Chevy and the Six
Wrists heavy and shit
Matter of fact we gonna take a trip
And put the daps up
tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?)
Came home uptight, ready to mash
Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level
AK-47 heavy metal
Who
still ballin'
Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame
In a 6-1 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga
guts, call me gutter, I'm the bread and butter
Punk motherfuckers, I'll cut up, working from the gut up
Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy
Ready for
(Chorus)x2
We Creep, creep, creep, and we crawl,crawl
Crawl, ballin' on all of y'all
Niggas heavy in the game
And we connectin' the plots, and we
dinner", I'm surviving!
Know I'm leaning heavy on my writing
My drive is as smooth as a Chevy's
As when I'm riding on tracks
I'm relaxing, my nigga, I'm not
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