Текст песни T-Shirt, Blue Jeans, & Nike's - Keak da Sneak

My family roll thick like syrup and milkshakes
Transporting weight from the south to the golden state
Swingin' figure 8's, burnin rubber its hypo
In the middle of the intersection, tryin to start up a side-show
My mind go in other places cats dont speak on
Da Raw and uncut, for you niggaz to tweak on
I flip on suckas as they come out rappin
So imagine whats gon' happen when I catch you in traffic
Who sell the most records in the bay(You?)
Indepentent label(You?) No video and radio play? (You?)
Its been 86 murders since the start of 2002
When niggaz bang turfs for the work
Not that red and blue, and every single block is a street
When niggaz hold it down cause you know we gotta eat
They call me Keak Sneak, but my real name is Kunta-Kentay B-O-W-E-N

2x
My nigga told me dont be scared,
Cause I'ma run the streets just like
T-Shirt, Blue jeans, and Nikes,
çCoke White T-Shirt, Blue jeans, and Nikes
Stay strapped with the 45, I wish a nigga would try

Stack so unique and Exquisite
Gift-ta-Gabbit, I spit it
Im off the Dungie my nigga
Im so damn twisted from smokin so much turtle I'm spliffed
Went to court the other day?
So I was up perkin in the mornin, yownin
Off this HIGH SPEED CHASE SHIT!
Damn near caught a case wit it
Hit the gas, Skit Skirt like, drivin fast, Skit Skirt
In the slow lane, seein stars, goin against the grain
Slappin and shit, THAT'll FUCK WIT YA BRAIN BOY!
This is ya brain on thug(on thug) mode I suppose
Plenty hoes, Plenty hoes, 5 times sittin on vogues
24 inch toes, Bros is out lookin out for the hella-kizz-noper
We ain't proper, Im off the main
I represent heavy on the grizz 9, Intergame(Intergame)
-Ac