H.I. Double L.

Hey ah, which way should I steer ah The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror Pervin' like a mothafucka swervin' Hope I don't scrub in my '95 Suburban To go throughout the community squattin on gold tippy toes Peep, breathin' on Indian cigarette-Ganish Bidi posin' niggas tweak Quick fast and a hurry don't worry 40 vision blurry Shorty hit the freeways climbin like that nigga Joe Torre What do you know it's siggity Cel That funky niggao that funky nigga doe Kickin' in doors you beta grab ya hoe I see ya cruisin' in the late night Creepin' wit my nigga B-Legit and 40 water, ah shit We're here-we're there-we're everywhere Highly intox-icated but we don't care I'm from the H.I.L.L. the place where my niggas bell A mack muthafuckin 12 will send your ass straight to hell A tick a tock, the shit da spot They say them crazy muthafuckas pull out a chop I watch them muthafuckas run I do this shit for fun You niggas know you can't get none Biatch I'm from the V.A.L.L.E.J.O H.I.L.L side doe Spittin straight game is all a nigga know and ahh And they be like (there they go,off to the liquor store) I tell a bitch what the f******u mean where I've been And so what I smells like p***y and gin I had money to make Bitches to break and if the shit was out of line I had lives to take I told you from the gate that I'm a mobster Sippin DP eatin' lobster Don't get it confused you won't get abused As long as you makin' me them revenues That miggity mack, that diggity dang and that niggity nut Jump in the back of my cut with a tramp slut and hit the gut Ain't got no love for 'em all I love to do is dick 'em Pass 'em to the extra mannish nigga 40 water If I was Popeye with a ? You could kiss my big black royal I'm not funkin' over Oliveoil Last night I had a superbad in my room She sucked me till my dick shriveled up like a prun Well pass the Hussy to the left hand side So I can bend her over hit it from the back and let her ride You know it's Sick Wid It Hog gotta put the shake down Shot her to the left nigga hit me with the break down I'm from the V.A.L.L.E.J.O H.I.L.L side doe Spittin straight game is all a nigga know and ahh And they be like... (there they go,off to the liquor store) Beefeater, Tanqueray, Safire, Bombay ? the punch bowl full of hurricane That'll last a nigga dang near all day Smokin' HERB we gets perved cop a squat Let's hang out at the old Cola spot Nigga I'm a Louie smokes damn near Q So can I get a Twomp on my pager here You been blowin' me up I know you know the code 31 double 07 dash 9 eleven High steppin' Ya blankin off the blanks 'Cause I'm a ?ock star?ate goin dove rock Nigga let me use your fuckin car All the way to Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday Threw up money tore up ass botch you call the po po on me Told 'em I was sideways doin about a buck 50 in Salonto County Sheriffs pull my ass over, and book me caught me with a gun And a bunch of Alezah bottles and they was askin' me where I'm from And I said bitch --- H.I. Double L. - B-Legit, E-40 and Celly Cel