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You could be dead
You get hit from behind
Your car's all a wreck
Be thankful for your life
You could've broke your neck

Seat belt
Seat belt
Never

Candy Paint, 84s
Belts n Buckles Chrome n Grill
Leather seats, stitched and tucked
TV screens and wooden wheels
That Candy Paint, 84s
Belts n Buckles

dollar car where I sit
And my broad is the shit
Crenshaw in the 6
Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips
You either ball or you brick

see my ass a 12 car
Man I ain't gone lie whenever I see my ass a 12 car
Seat belt on uh
Nigga got 12 trauma
Sick of the 12 drama
Can't leave a pig wit

your seat belts or open the door
There's no turning back
If you know then you're sure

'Cause it's a car crash waiting to happen
Foot to the throttle

of the megalitos, three whole kilos
Spot about four vitos
with bullet belts filled up with torpedos
I'm leavin niggaz tore meat though when I draw heat yo
Tryin

Staying to myself, Young Woods is a mystery
Making money so I never feel the misery
They dont support your goals, then they the enemy
Dont let them

Tekilla Sunrise

Kool G Rap

Roots of Evil

1998

I'm makin my way to the G-S-3-oh-oh 
 Big bag of the megalitos, three whole kilos 
 Spot about four vitos 
 with bullet belts filled up with

yeah
This story starts, before i was a fetus
Pops sleeping with other women
But say he didn't mean it
Used to take mom's car
Convinced her that he need

Through windshields, windpipes and car seats
You die on the Belt Parkway next to Canarsie
Motherfucker, what's really real, really ill?
Run up on you, hit

Intro

Jim Jones

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment)

2006

You don't even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You don't need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple

blap, blap, blap, blap, blap

This be that driving music
Windows low, cruise with me
Music pumping, seat back
No seat belt but we strapped
And relaxed

Shirt match the belt match the shoes
That’s crazy
Dumping kush ashes on the floor, I’m lazy
Sipping on the lean
Got me looking kind of crazy
Nigga

the slow talk always brings, us, closer
Seat-belt Therapy, get it off my shoulders

Car-park conversions, used to heal my mind
We been way too busy, need

Can't Complain

Prodigy

H.N.I.C.

2000

from the dope killin' my throat
Lean my seat a taste, lumbar support
On the belt doin' 90 or more
debatin' on the latest rhyme wars
Where units don't

Lumbar support on the belt
Doin' 90 or more debatin' on
The latest rhyme wars
Where unit's don't count
But your rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my

It’s a car that I don’t really like
Benz can’t reach speed of light
Be safe and seat your belt tight
It’s alright
It’s alright
Murdered out black

back and taste, lumbar support
On the belt doin' 90 or more
Debatin' on the latest rhyme wars
Where unit's don't count
But your rap pay add up to large

excited
that I forgot to do it!
I dont like seat belts.

The car is driving on the road.
Zoom, zoom, zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom
The car is driving on the road.

Devil in My Car

The B-52's

The B-52's/Wild Planet

1980

He's in the front seat of my car!
He's taking over!
Ooh, he ripped my upholstery.
He's at the wheel,
Help! The devil's in my car.
Help! He's drivin'

and had to keep it discreet?
No guns drawn, bullets flyin', how you beefin' with me?
Might give a Scat to a rat, it's cats stitched to my seat
Ri-rich

Ridin' through the streets
Motherfuckers wana fuck with me
Check behind the seats
Motherfucker what you think you'll see?
Step out of the car

your hair
In the mirror that you stare
Im your car seat
Souls on your bar feet
Rolls for your car key
The clothes for your party
Im ice in your Bacardi

I used to hate to drive in the rain
When the seat belt burned the fleshy side it felt the pain
Four hundred cars squished into one lane