This beat has always been hot. As a matter of fact, this one of my fav west coast albums from 93-96. The album was highly underrated and had some great production.
Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin Don't wanna scrape them tires they ain't no Dayton wires But I still got 'em feenin leanin like I'm in the '64 But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area I ain't bullshittin, the corners I be hittin'
Anotha Day! Dolla Holla if you hear me Comin with the bumps in my hoop' As swoo-woop Here I am The mack it's clear I am K-Dee, so baby get with the program Damn What's on the menu It's about 10 to 5 So let me see what the weather's like Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the button for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm' Pull the top back, cock the hammer on my Glock back I ain't trippin, just lettin' 'em know I ain't slippin Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin Don't trip, it ain't easy, cause it costs to be the boss And so, I'm on the hunt Never front with the cash flow Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon Give me 10 on six, damn look at baby at pump 4 What you doin with all that rump, ho? She must have endz, rollin in a benz Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's? Slid me her number I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than Cayenne pepper Swept her off her feet when I boned her Catchin bitches hittin Corna's [Hook] Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners [Verse 2] Skip to my Lou, took a sip of my brew Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew Down to the spot where the ho's all jock Twenty-four seven around the motherfuckin clock Tick-tock as they flock in packs The macks come around while the other's look for sacks But I'm lookin for the ones that ain't too proud to beg When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this third leg Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin Don't wanna scrape them tires, they ain't no Dayton wires But I still got 'em feenin, leanin like I'm in the '64 But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area I ain't bullshittin, the corners I be hittin' [Hook] [Verse 3] One time I was rollin deep, I creep with caution I'm bone it, cause they want it, I don't sleep that often Slauson make a right cause they got it blocked off For 3 corners straight up to 58th street Detour, be sure they ain't on my tail Bail, what the hell, they gets smoked on the DL Just let me ride like Dre, and play my music loud Steady mobbin', heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track My sounds are bumpin' loud enough to make your brain crack Bazooka Tubes bumpin Ice Cube, nigga make it rough, make it smooth Yeah, show yo eyes so act like you know It's 1994 so let this mack through the door I'm in like Flynn, there ain't no stoppin Seen my homie Snope, nigga what's poppin? Chronic smokin, have yo ass chokin Just about to blaze, damn we had to raise Cause 5-0 creep my homie peeps so we jetted Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin sweated [Hook until the song ends]
yes he was another rapper glamorizing "pimping and pandering" but got DANG this song (the whole cd actually) was bangin! i'm going home right now to see if i still have the TAPE! (LOL). Did Quincy Jones Son (QDII) produce this whole cd?
am just missing 6 songz from thiz album... T_T if i had them i'd b bumpin all ov tah album .. all day... but still b trippin out 2 thiz shitt... BiG TunE, LaiD BaCC TraCCz aT iTz FiNeST
Now im sitting in my lowrider, me and my girl laughin Doin nothin noddin my head to the music jus rappin Startin my car up and goin for a ride Nothin but 3 blunts and a ashtray by my side Turnin 21st street and lookin to my left, uh oh looks like somebody got caught for grand theft But I not worried bout that, fools Im just goin to where you see nothin but niggas pimpin and girls ho'n People tell me how that sounds
SIGN UP  Hittin' Corners K-Dee HITTIN' CORNERS LYRICS [Verse 1] Anotha Day! Dolla Holla if you hear me Comin with the bumps in my hoop' As swoo-woop Here I am The mack it's clear I am K-Dee, so baby get with the program Damn What's on the menu It's about 10 to 5 So let me see what the weather's like Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the button for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm' Pull the top back, cock the hammer on my Glock back I ain't trippin, just lettin' 'em know I ain't slippin Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin Don't trip, it ain't easy, cause it costs to be the boss And so, I'm on the hunt Never front with the cash flow Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon Give me 10 on six, damn look at baby at pump 4 What you doin with all that rump, ho? She must have endz, rollin in a benz Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's? Slid me her number I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than Cayenne pepper Swept her off her feet when I boned her Catchin bitches hittin Corna's
Anotha day, Dolla, Holla if you hear me. Comin with the b**ps in my hoop as swoo-woop Here I am The mack it's clear I am K-Dee, so baby get with the program d*** What's on the menu It's about 10 to 5 So let me see what the weather's like Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the b***on for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm' Pull the top back, c*** the hammer on my Glock back I aint trippin, just lettin' 'em know I aint slippin Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin Don't trip, it aint easy, cause it costs to be the boss And so, I'm on the hunt Never front with the cash flow Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon Give me 10 on six, d*** look at baby at pump 4 What you doin with all that rump, ho? She must have endz, rollin in a benz Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's? Slid me her number I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than Cayenne pepper Swept her off her feet when I boned her Catchin b****** hittin Corna's Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners Skip to my Lou, took a sip of my brew Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew Down to the spot where the ho's all jock Twenty-four seven around the m*********** clock Tick-tock as they flock in packs The macks come around while the other's look for sacks But I'm lookin for the ones that aint too proud to beg When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this third leg Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin Don't wanna scrape them tires, they aint no Dayton wires But I still got 'em feenin, leanin like I'm in the '64 But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area I aint bullshittin, the corners I be hittin' Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners One time I was rollin deep, I creep with caution I'm bone it, cause they want it, I don't sleep that often Slausen make a right cause they got it blocked off For 3 corners straight up to 58th street Detour, be sure they aint on my tail Bail, what the hell, they gets smoked on the DL Just let me ride like Dre, and play my music loud Steady mobbin', heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track My sounds are b**pin' loud enough to make your brain crack Bazooka Tubes b**pin Ice Cube, n**** make it rough, make it smooth Yeah, show yo eyes so act like you know It's 1994 so let this mack through the door I'm in like Flynn, there aint no stoppin Seen my homie Snope, n**** what's poppin? Chronic smokin, have yo a** chokin Just about to blaze, d*** we had to raise Cause 5-0 creep my homie peeps so we jammed Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin swelled Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners
P.S. HE DIDN'T SAMPLE ANYBODY!!! HE PLAYED EVERYTHING!! HE GOES BY THE NAME LUCKY LAMAR NOW AND HE IN L.A. DOIN HIS THING FOR THE KUSHBOYS MUSIC DEPT. CHECK FOR HIM @ KUSHBOYS.COM!!
Anotha day, Dolla, Holla if you hear me. Comin with the b**ps in my hoop as swoo-woop Here I am The mack it's clear I am K-Dee, so baby get with the program d*** What's on the menu It's about 10 to 5 So let me see what the weather's like Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the b***on for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm' Pull the top back, c*** the hammer on my Glock back I aint trippin, just lettin' 'em know I aint slippin Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin Don't trip, it aint easy, cause it costs to be the boss And so, I'm on the hunt Never front with the cash flow Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon Give me 10 on six, d*** look at baby at pump 4 What you doin with all that rump, ho? She must have endz, rollin in a benz Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's? Slid me her number I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than Cayenne pepper Swept her off her feet when I boned her Catchin b****** hittin Corna's Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners Skip to my Lou, took a sip of my brew Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew Down to the spot where the ho's all jock Twenty-four seven around the m*********** clock Tick-tock as they flock in packs The macks come around while the other's look for sacks But I'm lookin for the ones that aint too proud to beg When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this third leg Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin Don't wanna scrape them tires, they aint no Dayton wires But I still got 'em feenin, leanin like I'm in the '64 But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area I aint bullshittin, the corners I be hittin' Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners One time I was rollin deep, I creep with caution I'm bone it, cause they want it, I don't sleep that often Slausen make a right cause they got it blocked off For 3 corners straight up to 58th street Detour, be sure they aint on my tail Bail, what the hell, they gets smoked on the DL Just let me ride like Dre, and play my music loud Steady mobbin', heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track My sounds are b**pin' loud enough to make your brain crack Bazooka Tubes b**pin Ice Cube, n**** make it rough, make it smooth Yeah, show yo eyes so act like you know It's 1994 so let this mack through the door I'm in like Flynn, there aint no stoppin Seen my homie Snope, n**** what's poppin? Chronic smokin, have yo a** chokin Just about to blaze, d*** we had to raise Cause 5-0 creep my homie peeps so we jammed Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin swelled Diamond in the back Sunroof Top Diggin the scene how the players lean And to the ho's that be out there strollin You know I'm rollin Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners Creepin up on ya Hittin Corners
this has got to be one of the most laid back beats ever.
Fo eva and eva
This beat has always been hot. As a matter of fact, this one of my fav west coast albums from 93-96. The album was highly underrated and had some great production.
Brilliant instrumental that’s very underrated.
I have always loved this beat especially when I first heard it on Friday ❤️🔥
song is relaxing
MY MAN SHAQUIL PRODUCED THAT TRACK!! COMIN STRAIGHT OUTTA D.C.!!
Wow that's wassup s. e here
Smooth ass summer time ride beat🚘🚘🚘😎☀️🌴🌴
Iown need no green. Listening to it over and over create the same buzz.
Hittin no switches,
but still gettin my clown on
Banked a quick left
cause there's more of them down on
Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin
Don't wanna scrape them tires
they ain't no Dayton wires
But I still got 'em feenin leanin like I'm in the '64
But I'm in this coupe
and I'm still lettin these tricks know
I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area
I ain't bullshittin, the corners I be hittin'
This that raw shit...LOVIN IT!!!!!!!!!!
the 90s...
Beat so dope you gotta smoke the dope to it
Damn!!! The single is more rare than the actual cd!
here i am tha mac is clear i am K-dee so Baybee get wit tha program.... smoovness
Real p-funk, laid back, ryder music with the Daytona wheels; cruising through the sunset 😎💯💯
I remember this from the Friday movie!!
I APPRECIATE THIS ONE LOVE I ACTUALLY HAD TO TYPE THE LYRICS IN FROM THE VIDEO ON FRIDAY TO ACTUALLY GET THIS
production on 🔥🔥
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh OLD IS COOL !!
the beat is so fucking sick
Bleep bleep disarmed
classic beat
Hell yea
It don't stop
Bendin cornahz tah dis
i agree. this is a real beat
it's 1 Bomb..and in my fav .5**
This track reminds me of Tai stick and Endo from back in the days!
Friday
Anotha Day!
Dolla
Holla if you hear me
Comin with the bumps in my hoop'
As swoo-woop
Here I am
The mack it's clear I am
K-Dee, so baby get with the program
Damn
What's on the menu
It's about 10 to 5
So let me see what the weather's like
Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the button for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm'
Pull the top back, cock the hammer on my Glock back
I ain't trippin, just lettin' 'em know I ain't slippin
Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin
Don't trip, it ain't easy, cause it costs to be the boss
And so, I'm on the hunt
Never front with the cash flow
Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know
My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on
Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon
Give me 10 on six, damn look at baby at pump 4
What you doin with all that rump, ho?
She must have endz, rollin in a benz
Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's?
Slid me her number
I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than
Cayenne pepper
Swept her off her feet when I boned her
Catchin bitches hittin Corna's [Hook]
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
[Verse 2]
Skip to my Lou, took a sip of my brew
Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew
Down to the spot where the ho's all jock
Twenty-four seven around the motherfuckin clock
Tick-tock as they flock in packs
The macks come around while the other's look for sacks
But I'm lookin for the ones that ain't too proud to beg
When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this third leg
Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on
Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on
Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin
Don't wanna scrape them tires, they ain't no Dayton wires
But I still got 'em feenin, leanin like I'm in the '64
But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know
I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area
I ain't bullshittin, the corners I be hittin'
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
One time I was rollin deep, I creep with caution
I'm bone it, cause they want it, I don't sleep that often
Slauson make a right cause they got it blocked off
For 3 corners straight up to 58th street
Detour, be sure they ain't on my tail
Bail, what the hell, they gets smoked on the DL
Just let me ride like Dre, and play my music loud
Steady mobbin', heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd
Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track
My sounds are bumpin' loud enough to make your brain crack
Bazooka Tubes bumpin Ice Cube, nigga make it rough, make it smooth
Yeah, show yo eyes so act like you know
It's 1994 so let this mack through the door
I'm in like Flynn, there ain't no stoppin
Seen my homie Snope, nigga what's poppin?
Chronic smokin, have yo ass chokin
Just about to blaze, damn we had to raise
Cause 5-0 creep my homie peeps so we jetted
Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin sweated
[Hook until the song ends]
been searching for aminnn ... finally know the same of this joint
yes he was another rapper glamorizing "pimping and pandering" but got DANG this song (the whole cd actually) was bangin! i'm going home right now to see if i still have the TAPE! (LOL). Did Quincy Jones Son (QDII) produce this whole cd?
am just missing 6 songz from thiz album... T_T if i had them i'd b bumpin all ov tah album .. all day... but still b trippin out 2 thiz shitt... BiG TunE, LaiD BaCC TraCCz aT iTz FiNeST
laid back
Smooth💯
🔥
😩💚
Tha 504 fuc wit KD HARD
Beauty
Now im sitting in my lowrider, me and my girl laughin
Doin nothin noddin my head to the music jus rappin
Startin my car up and goin for a ride
Nothin but 3 blunts and a ashtray by my side
Turnin 21st street and lookin to my left, uh oh looks like somebody
got caught for grand theft
But I not worried bout that, fools Im just goin to where you see nothin but niggas
pimpin and girls ho'n
People tell me how that sounds
Shit was garbage bro hope you got better
SEHR COOL COOOL COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
This is ride out music
YES!
THE SAMPLE
IM GONA MAKE UP A RAP,lol
👸🤴
SIGN UP

Hittin' Corners
K-Dee
HITTIN' CORNERS LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Anotha Day!
Dolla
Holla if you hear me
Comin with the bumps in my hoop'
As swoo-woop
Here I am
The mack it's clear I am
K-Dee, so baby get with the program
Damn
What's on the menu
It's about 10 to 5
So let me see what the weather's like
Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the button for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm'
Pull the top back, cock the hammer on my Glock back
I ain't trippin, just lettin' 'em know I ain't slippin
Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin
Don't trip, it ain't easy, cause it costs to be the boss
And so, I'm on the hunt
Never front with the cash flow
Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know
My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on
Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon
Give me 10 on six, damn look at baby at pump 4
What you doin with all that rump, ho?
She must have endz, rollin in a benz
Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's?
Slid me her number
I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than
Cayenne pepper
Swept her off her feet when I boned her
Catchin bitches hittin Corna's
Anotha day,
Dolla,
Holla if you hear me.
Comin with the b**ps in my hoop
as swoo-woop
Here I am
The mack it's clear I am
K-Dee, so baby get with the program
d***
What's on the menu
It's about 10 to 5
So let me see what the weather's like
Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the b***on for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm'
Pull the top back, c*** the hammer on my Glock back
I aint trippin, just lettin' 'em know I aint slippin
Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin
Don't trip, it aint easy, cause it costs to be the boss
And so, I'm on the hunt
Never front with the cash flow
Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know
My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on
Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon
Give me 10 on six, d*** look at baby at pump 4
What you doin with all that rump, ho?
She must have endz, rollin in a benz
Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's?
Slid me her number
I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than
Cayenne pepper
Swept her off her feet when I boned her
Catchin b****** hittin Corna's
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
Skip to my Lou, took a sip of my brew
Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew
Down to the spot where the ho's all jock
Twenty-four seven around the m*********** clock
Tick-tock as they flock in packs
The macks come around while the other's look for sacks
But I'm lookin for the ones that aint too proud to beg
When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this third leg
Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on
Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on
Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin
Don't wanna scrape them tires, they aint no Dayton wires
But I still got 'em feenin, leanin like I'm in the '64
But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know
I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area
I aint bullshittin, the corners I be hittin'
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
One time I was rollin deep, I creep with caution
I'm bone it, cause they want it, I don't sleep that often
Slausen make a right cause they got it blocked off
For 3 corners straight up to 58th street
Detour, be sure they aint on my tail
Bail, what the hell, they gets smoked on the DL
Just let me ride like Dre, and play my music loud
Steady mobbin', heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd
Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track
My sounds are b**pin' loud enough to make your brain crack
Bazooka Tubes b**pin Ice Cube, n**** make it rough, make it smooth
Yeah, show yo eyes so act like you know
It's 1994 so let this mack through the door
I'm in like Flynn, there aint no stoppin
Seen my homie Snope, n**** what's poppin?
Chronic smokin, have yo a** chokin
Just about to blaze, d*** we had to raise
Cause 5-0 creep my homie peeps so we jammed
Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin swelled
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
@tmizzart Lmao ...so true, man. but i wouldve never thought of that
ONLY reason this song is ANYTHING is thanks to the movie Friday. Love it though :D Oh, and the movie too.
Disarmed!!
Is this off the single?
please can you pass me this instrumental for e-mail? =)
download link ?
ytmp3
Darren talking hard with his husband
Hittin*
@tmizzart LMFAOOO
I GOT TAH WHOLE FUCCiN ALBUM NOW CUZZZ... SHIT IZ MORE BANGIN THAN A FINE CHIKA ROLLIN BY UR BLOCC YA DIGG?
P.S. HE DIDN'T SAMPLE ANYBODY!!! HE PLAYED EVERYTHING!! HE GOES BY THE NAME LUCKY LAMAR NOW AND HE IN L.A. DOIN HIS THING FOR THE KUSHBOYS MUSIC DEPT. CHECK FOR HIM @ KUSHBOYS.COM!!
crucial202 I'm not tone def it's a sample the strings, the bass line once I find the original piece I will show you.
i dont "digg"
Drop Tops N Gun Shots 🔫🚘 #90sSouthCentral #LosScandalous
Anotha day,
Dolla,
Holla if you hear me.
Comin with the b**ps in my hoop
as swoo-woop
Here I am
The mack it's clear I am
K-Dee, so baby get with the program
d***
What's on the menu
It's about 10 to 5
So let me see what the weather's like
Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the b***on for the alarm 'chirp-chirp-disarm'
Pull the top back, c*** the hammer on my Glock back
I aint trippin, just lettin' 'em know I aint slippin
Sippin, on some Lipton Iced Tea flossin
Don't trip, it aint easy, cause it costs to be the boss
And so, I'm on the hunt
Never front with the cash flow
Hittin' Corna's slow on the go so now you know
My tires are Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on
Tank kinda low so I pulls into Exxon
Give me 10 on six, d*** look at baby at pump 4
What you doin with all that rump, ho?
She must have endz, rollin in a benz
Could it be her's, or maybe it's her boyfriend's?
Slid me her number
I wonder if you got a man, cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than
Cayenne pepper
Swept her off her feet when I boned her
Catchin b****** hittin Corna's
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
Skip to my Lou, took a sip of my brew
Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew
Down to the spot where the ho's all jock
Twenty-four seven around the m*********** clock
Tick-tock as they flock in packs
The macks come around while the other's look for sacks
But I'm lookin for the ones that aint too proud to beg
When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this third leg
Hittin no switches, but still gettin my clown on
Banked a quick left cause there's more of them down on
Crenshaw and Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin
Don't wanna scrape them tires, they aint no Dayton wires
But I still got 'em feenin, leanin like I'm in the '64
But I'm in this coupe and I'm still lettin these tricks know
I'm from that number 1 crew in yo area
I aint bullshittin, the corners I be hittin'
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
One time I was rollin deep, I creep with caution
I'm bone it, cause they want it, I don't sleep that often
Slausen make a right cause they got it blocked off
For 3 corners straight up to 58th street
Detour, be sure they aint on my tail
Bail, what the hell, they gets smoked on the DL
Just let me ride like Dre, and play my music loud
Steady mobbin', heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd
Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track
My sounds are b**pin' loud enough to make your brain crack
Bazooka Tubes b**pin Ice Cube, n**** make it rough, make it smooth
Yeah, show yo eyes so act like you know
It's 1994 so let this mack through the door
I'm in like Flynn, there aint no stoppin
Seen my homie Snope, n**** what's poppin?
Chronic smokin, have yo a** chokin
Just about to blaze, d*** we had to raise
Cause 5-0 creep my homie peeps so we jammed
Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin swelled
Diamond in the back
Sunroof Top
Diggin the scene how the players lean
And to the ho's that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners
Creepin up on ya
Hittin Corners