Lowriders
    (专辑: Ghetto Supastar - 1998)
    
    Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters  To all my soldiers, the 
street fighters  We don't want no murder without your fire  Lowriders we're getting higher   What, Wah!  What, what, what  What, what...   Yo, yo stop holdin my things you got, not  We're hot and you're not (yeah)  We roll our hard rocks, sling cats with sling shots  Come on (big cats they eat got) this... we got, lot  (Due plan and due Glock) drop dead and go Rock  (What have and what now) who niggas who run the 
block  Catchin you up in the 
barbershop, seein you on a 
mountain top  Getting dropped and getting popped, you talk a 
lot, lot  Laugh, rap a 
lot, lot sell the 
reefa to them kids  Like a 
salesman on a 
car lot I 
hold my own weight  Like the 
skill I've tried to tip my skills but it falls it out  Do like the 
Blazer [?] on trail Praswell, rock well  Tryin to make a 
hood rat do well, something's up like Maxwell (Wah!)   Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters  To all my soldiers, the 
street fighters  We don't want no murder without your fire  Lowriders we're getting higher   So you wanna be a 
player?  We can do it up a 
layer, shoot and listen to Joe  Now feel the 
blow you don't be a 
player no more  Like the 
same thing said Eat your hoe  Like Jane without your name, bring cause the 
name is nice  And the 
fame going in tight, I 
get hit from Frigga  Love Terega, good type of trickin ass nigga, got a 
name with price  And the 
tint is big, (I'm on the 
eighteen) Mack 11 grown  The 
space is bigger than your dome, hit you like (Chaperone)  This mag is on, let me rock on, (crack of dawn)  Now bag to home towards Texas, (bought a 
new Lexus)  And it goes Shane Green, can't be a 
nigga whole scene with the 
walkin cream  (Drop a 
dollar bill y'all), causin team, most illin team  It's a 
nineteen bionic eighteen, to the 
eighteen makin that cream, checkin that cream  Cause the 
walls can tangle when y'all die, so gotta do with Charlie's angel  Cause ya down with me this man ain't... with those, a 
pose yes's take no's  Cause ya got us some clothes and those what I 
hate cause the... shows  Its cool cats y'all rip the 
moves pull out the 
Tech here, don't... knows  Got something y'all tryin to see six of those  Y'all really see women I'm sick of...   What, Wah!  What, Wah!   Y'all foes move I 
heat it up I'm high of life now heat it up  You niggas get stuck for your dough and grips  See Mister don't care who you go against  Cause half of them niggas you rollin with they hear my name and call it quits  Had them niggas wanderin if I'm gonna come with the 
guns again  See ammo die with A&M with game on lock at seven and  Made them stop there rappin when which you show this clappin end   Hoes wanted Praswell, hate on us, might as well  Back and against got clientele why you studio gangster's lyin well  Mad we be, E&T, MTV you endin me  Peter stand back cause they're love to hate y'all  Cause we swell like Tony Draper, wish one more totin by the 
vapors  I'ma bout to treat y'all by the 
capers, high em, pull em how it's done  ... with the 
Camp, we number one, what, what, what   Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters  To all my soldiers, the 
street fighters  We don't want no murder without your fire  Lowriders we're getting higher   Yo, yo I 
sold a 
hundred carriers while I 
was sleppin, creepin, twelve o' peepin  Leapin, Quantum, usual like my ton of money can be where I'm from  ET bon, number one, come along, pass it on, Brooklyn  True rappers and is why you front on finders  No one is see why they feel so free yo Refugee can on  Her life or knots, more cuffs than crooked cops  I 
ran with a 
full style boat deed, who you with, then go again  I 
spit brace when you crash your wigs, speculate a 
part...  Listen, test your full clip don't like getting...  We on top you ride in the 
pit, money to make, titles to take  Hurry up fore it be too late yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh!   Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters  To all my soldiers, the 
street fighters  We don't want no murder without your fire  Lowriders we're getting higher  Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters  To all my soldiers, the 
street fighters  We don't want no murder without your fire  Lowriders we're getting higher