Lyrics The Car - Tyni Toon

Yea Yeah
Holup

When it's time to ride I don't need a mask
These niggas ain't gettin a pass
Catch em in traffic and shoot through the glass
All because you made me mad
Runnin your mouth like a bitch
I told you niggas that's somethin I ain't with
86 you then I dip
Now they postin your name right after Rip
I keep a strap in the car
Dressed in all black in the car
Put your body in back of the car
Close the trunk then get back in the car
Run em down I ain't lackin at all
Opps on my list and I'm scratching em off
This what happens when yappin involved
Close your mouth or get clapped in the jaw

These niggas ain't got no sense
All that cappin gone leave you in back of a home getting fitted
Snap back the shotty and leave bodies lifted
Take out your crew lay em down on my pivot
Niggas on live like I won't pull up in disguise
And show all your viewers I'm with it
Visit the wicked end up getting twisted
This shit get explicit we lit with the business
I'm coming straight out the Sa
Take yo ass out like a date
It ain't hard to find out where you stay
This nine make em wine like I'm steppin on grapes
I'm a beast and I'm makin em pay
Should've listened to me when I said shut the fuck up
But you ran your mouth anyway
Now you leakin on that interstate
We gone break a nigga down like I just got me some pounds
Put em in a bag call that shit a gas pack
Thinkin I'm playing around til you layin on the ground
Hit em with a nap put em where the bats at
I don't really wanna get em I would rather keep it coo
But the other side of me overpowers that chat
Sick and wicked it's a must that I rip off all of your ligaments
Niggas trippin thinking I won't attack back
Bitch I'm holdin a grudge I ain't letting it go
When it's up then it's stuck ain't no gravity
Packin something so big
When you look at the magazine look like type c batteries
Guaranteed to give you a cavity
I don't need anybody in back of me
Make em bleed and witness reality
My enemies could never get back at me

When it's time to ride I don't need a mask
These niggas ain't gettin a pass
Catch em in traffic and shoot through the glass
All because you made me mad
Runnin your mouth like a bitch
I told you niggas that's somethin I ain't with
86 you then I dip
Now they postin your name right after Rip
I keep a strap in the car
Dressed in all black in the car
Put your body in back of the car
Close the trunk then get back in the car
Run em down I ain't lackin at all
Opps on my list and I'm scratching em off
This what happens when yappin involved
Close your mouth or get clapped in the jaw