Mob s**t bitch
I know you know
But check game doe

I`m in the S-E 4-double-oh
Sitting real low, stick in the flo`, oh
The hoe want me to come swoop
Take her for a ride in my blue Lex Luther

But the bitch ain`t got no gas fetti
So I burnt her like fast Freddy
Hit me on the first when your mail has come
And maybe we can go to the mall or somethin`

Heavy ass s**t for the mob
When I make a zillion I resign
I`m realer than a hundred dollar bill with the line across
When Christmas come around ask Santa Claus

Santa do you know E-40?
Bet you that ni**a say, "That`s my homey!"
We used to perv grind curb trip to my grandma
Kahlua with them brandy almost every day

Cardiac is cool, but I`m on gin
Santa bought me, a new mac-10

Yeah, click s**t makes a motherf**ker`s night
Ni**az listen to it `cuz it`s light
Crooked twisted unlisted on the highways
We riding sideways, beotch

I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Back up the coupe and roll sideways
I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Made a left at the corner `cuz it was hoes

I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
I`m looking for a big seat
I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Hoes see this type of s**t and go reala

I`m riding city to city me and leviti
So get your toilet paper `cuz it`s gon` get s**tty
I hit the highway goin` east
Twenty-two ounces of yeast

I`m playin` this game `cuz a ni**a my age be
I met her last night and today she paged me
Wanna know if b-legit can kick it tonight
Only sixteen, way too tight

But age ain`t nothin` but a number
Baby got her hair done by shanda
Nine nine ten, eleven and up
If you bleed, you get f**ked

No not me, not fo`-oh
I break the bootch down with a two by fo`
Every f**kin` day is a holiday, celebration
When the bitch is actin` crabby
That means she`s on her menestration

I be like f**kin` em like dissin` it to the highest
Talkin` more s**t than kalidous
A str-uh, strizuck out in my cutlass supreme on a Friday
Which way we ridin`
Riding sideways, beotch

I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Doing about a buck fifty
I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Danked out and full of that cisco

I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Pervin` swervin` runnin` all into the curb
I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
`Bout a gallon to the dome, then that`s the hit

See I`ma hogg ni**a, Beverly hill Billy
Neck bone, socks, tails, pork `N` beans and chili
Just like my ni**a Celly, we likes to kick it silly
Regurgitate and kick a bootch move up out the telly

`Cause they out there bad ain`t satisfied
Hoes just wanna be pacified
But I can`t do no justice `cuz the justice ain`t to be did
Bitch you usin` too much red

Now I`ve been known to break ni**az off
Hard type or soft, line `em up chalk `em up as a loss
See me in the parking lot doing my thang
Love to see my old school dance in the rain

The po-po`s came then they closed up shop
Smashed through the hood and we made that hot
You see the s**t don`t stop, motherf**kers pop
Seven-deuce drop coney air shocks

Riding through the s**t like racer x
And if a motherf**ker flex break back and necks
Running red lights and the right-of-ways
How we gonna get it doe?
We get it sideways, bitch

I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Late at night up and down saying hi
I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Be trapped trunk, stark boulevard

I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Come here you little hard-ass boy
I`m riding sideways, this way thatta way
Ni**az like to hear this type of s**t when they crawl