Gonzoe - In The Car With Us Lyrics
[verse 1 - gonzoe]Collar poppin at hoes like thatLook, I graduated from shin and shoes to gatorsCause this year, we got a hell of a start like the lakersGot real plugs, Im a criminal, turned rapperHappy to sell drugsIm happy we got aboveCause others, theres places they can hurt theyselveAnd Im stressin we took a loss from twelveWhat the hellThats the trouble to come along with itBetter just forget itComin new and mail the ***** out before she start slitchinIn the night and broad daylightWith the headlightsDo it right, fiendin for summer chrome pipesT.v.s, stutterin hoesTerrible weed, smoke on the o.t.With a workin mack and a keys, its meRitz baby, the nigga who namedComin up with your ladyDrivin california crazy*****in with my homieAll yall can die slowAnd thats the same homie Id kill all you forThats my testimonyImma die with silk on meAmongst the criminalsGet my money after the funeralPut me away for better daysKeep hustlinGet that moneyThink about yesterdayIts onChorus[gonzoe & king lou]Thats how we drivin in the car with usWe dirty and grindin in the car with usThis here, how we survivin in the car with usI aint lyin when you rollin in the car with us, niggaThats how we drivin in the car with usWe dirty and grindin in the car with usThis here, how we survivin in the car with usI aint lyin when you rollin in the car with us, yeah[verse 2 - king lou]Keepin it low haterChillin, tease the tailorsLivin majorFor who wanna know, I cant save yaI bring it down with no fatal or fake natureThey try to play usMad players, jealous cause they pay usHater they always want to criticizeCause Im only servin sacks in the morninKeepin my money flowinThrowin product at the back doorThats a fact thoughGet caught with crack thoughDo more than two to fourWhats the reason for the seasonServin niggaz with heatinMother *****ers is cheatinIn this game we competinIm in the lex thoughSippin ruby with the blue beanieGettin blowed by a hoe I dont knowTo smoke beediesIndeedyGet money cause Im greedyPlaya alert, I front work to the needyNiggaz stay cheesyGotta get my greenAnd the car that I drive on the sceneYou rollin with us? cest la vieChorus[verse 3 - gonzoe]I hit the world firstPrayin to God unlift the curseWhats worse, move the turfPay your homage on the firstOf courseWhile I sort my thoughts with newportsAnd do pour, you short hit from dickCame for ya, you cant stick itStretch half a chick and whats nextCrack her down, get in positionLet the things do they glisteninKeep flippinCouldnt beat it outta meDo away with meIll go to my graveWith the anthologyCamaraderieYou made me (you made me)To appreciate this liquor nigga and get crazy! (crazy)Im livin my last daysYou went outBlaze with the restYou eatin with the enemyAim for the head they got vestsLivin my last days of deathTheres nothing leftUntil they lay me downI wont rest, I wont restIm a *****in soldier(variations of chorus until end)
