| Yeah. | 
| we gon' send this one out | 
| To e’rybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship | 
| Let’s ride | 
| Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you | 
| It’s get out, put my pedal to the flo' and let’s roll! | 
| Yesss, 7 cars, 8 cribs and ain’t a damn thing changed | 
| I’m still pumpin 10 kickers, still grippin the grain | 
| Still candy in the paint, still ridin them thangs | 
| And most my folks would say I’m happy but I still feel pain | 
| Until I, jump in my ride, that’s my only escape | 
| Me and my automobile’s got these neighbors screamin, «Gimme a break!» | 
| It’s a pity how we turn our city into obstacle courses | 
| Don’t be mad cause I can’t hold my 500 horses | 
| Lamborghinis and Porsches, Ferraris and Vipers | 
| I’mma wipe the seats witcho' drool then rub the hood with a diaper | 
| Television on the gas tank, the fuel make the ass stank | 
| I MEAN to be rude, my bass tubes are in a glass tank | 
| Go strap your seatbelts on, go put your money up | 
| Go put your life on the line, go put your honey up | 
| Go spread the word, run and tell all the boys | 
| Time to play or better yet it’s time to bring out them toys | 
| We goin | 
| Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets) | 
| Yo, one of my ways of releasin tension while I’m releasin some steam | 
| Even if I just put a fresh coat of wax on I’m makin sure the slippers is clean | 
| The 26's is mean, shut down the block, nigga picture the fiends | 
| My system supreme, you can feel the knock, just picture the scene | 
| The chickens just scream, whole crew ballin they sick of my team | 
| We gettin the cream, I’m through hollerin, I’m livin my dream | 
| I’m black with a scheme, won’t stop until that fat lady sings | 
| And yeah it’s actual and factual what my faculty brings | 
| A car show for whatever we slide and wherever we glide | 
| You can keep your rules and regulations man cause we don’t abide | 
| And we lookin alive, Mercedes Benz, 6 or the 5 | 
| In a Beamer, Lexus or Ac', we don’t know how to act when we drive | 
| And I fiend for the ride, I lay back and lean to the side | 
| Onlookers and turnin heads is all that’s seen through his eyes | 
| I’m breezin on by, and no doubt, it’s easy to fly | 
| But it’s even better when you slow down or ease to the side | 
| And go | 
| I’m ridin up in, GTO’s, and fo'-fo'-two's | 
| Grand Prixs, S-S's cause we so so cool | 
| Ridin Regals or the 'llacs, we in Chevelles and Verts | 
| Skylarks, motorcycles, ATV’s with the works | 
| Malibus and Camaros, T-Birds and Novas | 
| Escalades, Navigators, Expeditions and Rovers | 
| H-2's and Denalis, pickup trucks with the beams | 
| Crown Vics, Monte Carlos, even Cutlass Supremes | 
| Are goin | 
| Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets) |