That's right homie, Mr. Criminal
dippin' through the streets
Catch me dippin' through the
Lowrider, all or something
we bald and others hangers
Lowrider, I see these other busses
stoppin' at the stoplight
Hopin' I slip, I hold my glock tight
Lowrider, till the day that I fall
It's just the way we live our lives,
it's just the way that we ball
I got a confession to make,
I got a fetish for chrome
I'm a sucker for 100 -spoke
Hydraulics, I got it, 8 batteries in the trunk
whenever the gas opens up
catch me zooming down your alley
southern side of sunny Cali
I don't know if you heard,
maybe someone already told ya
the definition of a soldier
blowing on ounces of the dozier
Taking hits of Mary Jane,
trying to tame my composure
Ha ha, I'm hittin' corners
my head is hittin' the ceilin'
Do my ditty through the city,
Streets are gritty, show no pity,
without my blank gloves or low rider
I'll remain the Southside
Lowrider, catch me dippin'
Lowrider, all or somethin'
Me and my fellas, we ballin',
Lowrider, I see these other bustas
Like home when I slip, I hold my glock tight
No pride, till the day that I fall
It's just the way we live our lives
It's just the way that we roll
that means I'm high all day
Just another day in the life of a G
Made a right on Whittier,
Hit the homies up in Lansing,
of course it's time to get blasted
Picked up with the homies,
Haters hate, then we demonstrate,
Got a call on the cell phone
It was Capone and the homies
I hope the hooduts don't see me
And I ain't in the mood for no deputy
But still I'm rollin' faded, intoxicated
The murder on my mind is premeditated
Catch me dippin' through the
All or something, no candy cake,
stoppin' at the stoplight
Hopin' I slip, I hold my clock tight
It's just the way we live our lives,
it's just the way that we roll
Get your low ride on I .E.
Get your low ride on San Diego
Get your low ride on, 805
Maybe a bomb like the sticky
light green in my plastic
The candy paint is hard to match it
And the windows all damp,
another crime lab production
Rattlin' through your town, but now
You gotta parlor with my congregation
you don't want no confrontation
Now I ain't sayin' that I won't fire
But just don't run up on my low rider
can't be dip ping through the streets
Low -riding, all or something,
Me and my fellas, we balling,
stopping at the stoplight
Hoping I slip, I hold my Glock tight
Low -riding, till the day that I fall
It's just the way we live our lives,
it's just the way that we ball