Lyrics:
jump out the low-rider
A real lyricist nigga fuck a ghost-rider
Dance baby i'm your provider
Yous a fly girl bitch i'ma spider
I'm on that ass like
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
As my Daytons spin low rider sitting low
Hitting corners so hard you could taste my rims
Rag top 6-4 Hsenny in the passenger side
Smoking chronic
and they glide
They see us like smoke when they rot
Huntin' rappers and they hoping they hot
Gang bangers, yeah, they local in they block
Low riders, yeah,
tere piche
Back seat ole raffal adaye phirda ni munda tere piche
Teri zulfan ne paya aisa khera ni
Low rider vich baje hun gheda ni
Tere sehr di madeer
but these punks won't get me
We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks
Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me
Live
nigga
I take you to the pad soon
Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom
Jumped back in my low rider
Comin' out feelin' about ten
but these punks won't get me
We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks
Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me
Live
town in my low-rider bicyle
So many wack emcees, you get the TV bozak
Ain't even gonna call out your names, 'cause you're so wack
And one big oaf, who's
nigga
I take you to the pad soon
Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom
Jumped back in my low rider
Comin' out feelin' about ten
I'm gonna take her to the low rider show, and flaunt ya
I gotta tell ya lady I said I want ya, boomin' granny
Because I need you boomin' granny
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
(50 Cent)
This a low rider here bitch,
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name
on the ceilin'
Party at the roof, off the hook
Got every drug up in the book
You don't believe me
See for yourself and take a closer look
Low rider car shows
the scene was so thick
Low riders Seventy Seven Sevilles
El Do's nothin' but them 'Llacs
All the players (DePorte in the house), all the hustlers
I'm
the bop gun
Money talk, drop some
Don't like it? You can leave, nigga
California drippin' in my low-rider
Hit the switch, bounce, then it go higher
Def
nigga
California drippin' in my low-rider
Hit the switch, bounce, then it go higher
Def Jam, don't give a damn
Rollin' Backwoods by the gram
We
of Pittsburgh so I moved to California
Hit your girl now she horny
Bought the low rider, went and stored me
We ain't into fake, them niggas corny
Them cameras
hit the strip, Sunset Boulevard
But you gotta have a low-rider car
With the skirts dragging, with the plaque in the back flaggin'
Or put it in
nigga
I take you to the pad soon
Went to mom's house and dropped a load in the bathroom
Jumped back in my low rider
Comin' out feelin' about ten
and i'm A-Town Stompin, got ten thousand cash in my pocket, let the pump in, 'cause Luda and Young Buck always gettin me into something, low rider out
cross me, hope you find Christ
Papa was a Rolling Stone in the low rider
Piru boy with more passes than a Globetrotter
'6-4, six chains, Impala
Bend
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