rollin' on swangaz

Singer:z-ro

chuuch chuuch

ay. now what you know

bout those texan wire wheels

so clean on the scene

we make haters stop drop and roll like it's a fire drill

pimp c told you

that us texas boys fly and trill

screwed up clicksters

we keep it hood and ride for scrill

glance at the roof top

it's transformatic time baby

blink twice

now it's panoramic time baby

take a good glimpse

you see them stars in the night

now take another one

cause we them stars in the night

swang left then turn a right

wide circle then run alight

i'm out of sight out of mind

you already know where my gun is right

i got them diamonds

pressing up against the wood grain steering

they glaring like the paint

so them jazzy bops is staring

yeah they calling my issue pound

apple express way

a three and a pound apple crush

helps me express in the best way

so yeah i'm leaning

off a hundred worth of that mud

i'm golden

i'm holding in the place they see dot dub

i'm rolling on swangas

and smoking that good

one hundred dollas worth of drank up in my cup

it tastes so good

the jack boys watching me

but i really wish they would

hell yeah i'm a playa

but don't get it misunderstood

cause i'm rolling on swangas

and i'm looking so fly

all the women break they neck

watching me as i pass by

and you can do it too

if that's really what you feel

just hit up www.texanwirewheels

no one on the corner

got swangas like us

we don't do regular wheels

not even if it's a truck

yeah they free for me

for you they gon' cost a couple bucks

so if you po' hustling dog

you best to get your hustle up

i got swangas on my van

and swangas on my 300

and whichever one i'm in

you better believe i'm so blunted

i might be 8-7-3-2

down to flo' in a pair of gators

dickie top dickie bottom

and a fresh pair of chuck taylors

either way it go i'm so clean

and all of my diamonds bling bling

one deep for life

if you ain't a weapon then you ain't riding with me

and i only believe half of what i see

and none of what i hear

addicted to promethazyne with coedine

what the hell is a beer

we don't drink that over here

cause that's a no-no

i never tasted a corona

but i can tell you all about that drank and that doe-doe

first the fresh meat then a yellow stripe

then a white wall

and that's why your woman head

go up and down all night dog

i'm a gangsta

by any means necessary

i won't be making love to your lil' jodeci

i'm a be doing you to street military baby

so hood

i might put swangas on a mercedes baby

and my ride so clean

i know you wanna have my baby baby

thinking you gon' take something from me

you must be crazy

cause this gun i'm packing

is way bigger than your 3-80

and i ain't a killer

but please don't push me baby

cause real homies

know glocks don't have a safety baby

i'm a legend in this game

i know you heard of me

z-ro the crooked

i'll turn a peaceful place into a murder scene

my love is for the money

it damn sho' ain't for these hoes

and i can't forget about cars and clothes

that's all i know

as soon as a broad commit

she on her way back out the do'

since i'm a pimp

i don't want the booty all i want is that do'

girl drop it off to daddy

then go out and get some mo'

and bring it to 3rd coast customs

the realest homies i know