hahah fa sho playa i like how ya tore that shit up,
rydin it hard n floored that spit up,
keepin it lagit cuz ya a big boy for real,
ya pants is low n ya T is XL whole, playa you a super sized meal,
ya workin the cold roads hitchin deals,
the freshness you feel,
they scurred to rumble cuz ya know how to hustle,
keep yaself protected with gunz that give you mustle,
keep it real young blood tellin you its one love,
so pass that heat n a glove as we is rollin up,
and the windows down pop out the toaster hear bitches fringin,
stop at the corner for aim but them rims still spinnin
if this is a race for livin,
than man we must be winnin