paroles de chanson Lookin Down on Em - Album Version (Edited) - 2 Pistols feat. BMU
Yeahhh
Young
boss
of
the
city
nigga
BMU,
Deck,
C-bo,
J-Flame,
Young
Ski
I
got
the
Chevy
sittin
right
Rims
shinin
bright
(Bitch
I'm-Bitch
I'm
super
fly)
When
I
pull
up
to
that
light
I'm
lookin
down
on
'em
(Eyyy
eyyy)
I'm
lookin
down
on
'em
(Wet-wet
paint
drippin)
Off
the
side
Every
time
I
ride
I
be
ridin
through
the
city,
choppin
like
I'm
Micheal
Myers
I'm
lookin
down
on
'em
(Eyyy
eyyy)
I'm
lookin
down
on
'em
(Eyyy
eyyy)
1,
Deck)
I
just
lit
a
blunt
of
'dro
Where
da
bottle?
I
don't
know
I
just
flow
to
buddy
suckers
and
my
nickname
UFO
I
got
a
super-duper
flow
Arms
shootin
for
the
sky
Steady
chokin
on
that
killa
I
just
murdered
Micheal
Myers
Ridin
past
the
city
lights
I
maneuver
through
the
night
Movin
colors,
I
got
green
and
I
got
purp
(M.U.
got
white)
BMU
bitch,
get
it
right
You
got
nothin,
but
you
da
pain
All
attention
for
you
lames
I
got
money
on
my
brain
Flashin
in
lanes
Sit
so
high
bitch,
they
compare
me
to
a
crane
Dump
so
wet,
got
off
and
jumpin
out
the
paint
Come
ride
with
me
dawg,
you
better
buy
a
skuba
tank
The
chrome
is
so
strong
The
paint
is
on
all
shine
If
it
creep
through
them
clouds,
them
niggas
gon'
be
blind
All
I
need
is
UV
rays
to
put
them
hoes
in
a
daze
Flippin
different
flavors,
bitch
can
just
calls
me
Lay's
C-bo
dawg,
aye!
(2,
2 Pistols)
I
pull
up
to
the
light,
you
know
I'm
ridin
old
school
The
main
four's
lookin
down,
nigga
where
ya
ruler?
(So
high)
Twenty-eight
inch
deep-dish
(Yes)
Orange
candy
paint,
baby
call
it
Sunkist
(Young
boss)
Who
me?
I'm
just
that
nigga
She
wanna
ride
with
the
boss
cause
my
rims
is
bigger
(Oh
yeah)
If
I
don't
look
down,
I
won't
even
see
you
niggas
(Where
they
at?)
I
don't
even
see
you
niggas
I'm
with
a
bad
bitch
fornicating
With
her
two
friends,
and
they
participating
Yeah
that's
just
the
life
I
live
Young
boss
of
the
city
baby,
it
is
what
it
is
(3,
J-Flame
& Young
Ski)
Jizzy!
I'm
gettin
money
so,
that's
the
word
man
I
was
fly
with
the
white
like
Birdman
(brdrdrdrdr)
Aye
Khaled,
I'm
so
hood
(Hood)
I
shoulda
been
on
"I'm
So
Hood"
Wiggle
in
the
shop,
I
grip
the
Oak
wood
Twenty-six
inches
on
I-O,
what's
good?
I'm
the
man,
understand?
Death
before
dishonor,
that's
the
plan
(Young
Ski)
I'm
so
fly
bitch,
I
think
I
grow
feathers
My
cliques
mob
out,
call
us
the
"Blues
Brothers"
I'm
sittin
real
high,
them
haters
might
stare
I
Freddy
Crougar'd
the
whip,
to
give
'em
nightmares
Pull
up
in
somethin
fly,
oh
that
was
light-year
I
spit
a
little
game,
cover
your
wife's
ears
I'm
lookin
down
on
her,
call
my
whip
papsmear
Then
they
come
out
of
this
world,
like
William
Shat-neer
1 Eyes Closed - Album Version (Edited)
2 Intro - Album Version (Edited)
3 Death Before Dishonor - Album Version (Edited)
4 She Got It - Album Version (Edited)
5 Been Throwin Money - Album Version (Edited)
6 Gettin Money Mane - Album Version (Edited)
7 Flex 2008 - Album Version (Edited)
8 Phone Skit - Album Version (Edited)
9 You Know Me
10 That's My Word - Album Version (Edited)
11 Robbery - Album Version (Edited)
12 Lookin Down on Em - Album Version (Edited)
13 From The Bottom - Album Version (Edited)
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