her eyes were green And I was in an old scene I was back in that red rag top On the day she stopped lovin' me I was back in that red rag top On the
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and mayhem" [Laquan] Thick's ice fix ghosts infrared no remorse And low from the exchange, psycho derranged Playa lay no feel pain, killa cocka-main I'm top
Boulevard, Sunday afternoon Folks sittin' on things, mad systems boom The girls are lookin' better The gang truce is on, so you wear whatever At Venice by the ocean Rag-top
was cold on them hoes We was east coast niggas headin' west I was rollin' shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes The royal blue Brougham was a drop top rag
Aoww, Cool and Dre I was the one who believed in you I got one bad chick, she by my side About two more waitin' outside Pull out the red carpet, walk
rep is real, KRS Woo-woop-woop, that's the sound of EMS The rag on your head, it best stay white 'Cause I can turn that red in a mintue aight Now go
on the block if he ever made my sisters cry I was O Dog and Lorrenz taste dreams red everything niggas know what i mean Red rag top and i made the dash
so soft, my top so soft I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard She said my leather so soft, my top so
, playaz and hustlaz Qualified killaz, certified head bustaz Got love for the North, South, East, to the West Soldierz throw ya rag, killaz how ya' vest Flashin' red
visit the (west-coast) xzibit i heard those blue rag niggas aint fuckin with the red rag niggas on the west-coast fuck you meen? shit, from what ive seen red
Louis, don't confuse me with that other cat Engine in the trunk jack, push it like a super pack Automatic button pad, just to keep the top back Ruby red
? Absolutely nothin', nothin', nothin' My hood, guns, drugs, what it is it good for? Absolutely nothin', nothin', nothin' Yo, yo, yo, now it's gangs out here, cats pass we flaggin' Blue and red
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand, jack pot Call my block gravel, it's mad rocks I'm the owner of the team, fuck the mascot Sucking mad cock, 650 rag top Damn
[Red] Yo, whassup Big Daddy? [Kane] Aiyyo whassup Red Alert? I'm chillin Duke [Red] Yo do me a favor man -- pleeeeeease tell me about these big ol
your whip swiss cheesed I'm like a red nosed pit, you a mixed bread Bitch please all 'em dudes in your crew ass I'll get you strangled with the strings on your doo-rag
their tint And you know Lagerfields is the scent Now, my nigga Rafael just got his jeep out the shop Mint green sidekick, custom-made rag top 'Strictly
in frozen ice Air force ones on my toes is white In a red low lac, in a red throw back Both arms n my legs don't tatch Du rag on my head, no hat Nigga
