this dat beat

ugh

ugh

ugh

ugh

yeah

ya'll better turn this one up

ya'll better bang this shit

ya'll better get ready

ya'll better bang this shit till your trunk pops open

and your licenses plate frame sounds broken

slow cruisin with some goose in my gatorade

no excuses just night on a saturday

ride fulla females and they all bomb

upfront

laid back

like the bishop don juan

pullin up to the spot

parkin on the grass

you know kingspade clique be runnin last

bitch ass get checked you steppin to the vet

we been in it for a minute you ain't even heard shit yet

so sit back relax let the track do the work

bob ya head to this shit till your neck starts to hurt

if you movin right now

the beats kinda ill

that kingspade clique

them boys have got skills

d-loc and johnny richter comin up on the creep

in a 66 dumpbump bangin down the street

this dat beat

that you bang when you rollin down the street

and everybody knows you comin

bumpin kingspade

this dat beat

that you bang when you rollin down the street

and everybody knows you comin

bumpin kingspade

you best react fast

this is a 100 yard dash

don't be late

or you'll be comin in last

the biggest purse goes to those who finish first

and me against you is like a porsche against a hearse

you may as well not exist

don't even pull to the line

cause you already lost

the money's already mine

it's best to let it go

do whatever you know

cause you ain't nothin but a rookie

dealin with a seasoned pro

i'm a veteran

ain't no time fo you gentlemen

trunk bumpin

vibratin while my bumpers scrapin

bomb chronic joint blazin

hangin

out the window with my elbow

real low

tryin to holler at this soul

'proachin train tracks

so i hit all the switches

lifted the front and the back

to avoid all the ditches

didn't want the clippin

so i raised up and bounced

this dat beat

that you bang when you rollin down the street

and everybody knows you comin

bumpin kingspade

this dat beat

that you bang when you rollin down the street

and everybody knows you comin

bumpin kingspade

running into walls

like a fish in a aquarium

acting like a looney

locked in a cemetarium

i'm goin' crazy for the feelin' of bass

fuck smokin crack

give me hits of 808

i love it when the track goes

yo mike hit me off with a little more

now thats the type of shit that make me want to drive

i love bass tunes

almost as much as gettin high

i give it up and give it back

kingspade up on the map

d-loc and johnny richter smokin sacks in the back

in the club tryin to dub on this hoe hangin low

cause you know how we do it when we up at a show

this dat beat

that you bang when you rollin down the street

and everybody knows you comin

bumpin kingspade

this dat beat

that you bang when you rollin down the street

and everybody knows you comin

bumpin kingspade

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