The first nigga to slipīs the first
nigga Iīm trip on
get my flip on lay em down N
get my dip on out the back door
see my Benzo Iīm in it
Iīm out to win it pull a jack in a minute
got dem Hoochyīs gettin freaky in the
backroom cuz on the microphone Iīm
funky like the bathroom
itīs just a new generation of invicible "G"s
we got micīs N gatz N nutz
hangin to our knees at ease nigga freeze
If you step into my area I carry a strong
mind flo till Iīm blind
itīs summertime feel me rhyme
lookin for a dime need to get my head
right now watch me flo so tight
Itīs party time and the sun has got me goin wild
I loose my mind all these Hunnyīs running all around
we ridin deep on da creep better not catch you sleep
CBK we bringin drama over dem Bumpin Beats
so throw your hands up ridin in the cut
no you canīt get too much runnin with C-BLOCK
and if wontīt stop till we POP cuz we dropin dem cuz
Chorus:
Itīs summertime ainīt nothing
but my crew and me
having fun and
trippin on dem wanna be
now that my head is right
Iīm ready for tonight
you canīt stop us and
nothinīs gonna get in our way
Repeat Chorus
Another day in the mid of the summer
niggas watch me coming as I hit the corner
I jump up, I step up, I bring it up
I listen come with word is born
Itīs the mister lookinī real hard the catch
my sister now where they at as I grip
the sack so step back trippinī how I break
the back now just to set it off as I know
behaviour you catch the track on time you know
the flavour itīs the saviour I gave you room
to breathe listen then stop and letem freeze
Iīm commin phat itīs Goldie blowinī on dis track
we cutz no slack cuz C-B-K has got my back
Itīs Mr. P comin from the east niggaīs
canīt set speakin on dem bumpinī beats
Now watch Red Dogg cuz heīs my hog
straight from dem Cali-sreetz
so throw your hands up ridinī in the cut
no you canīt get too much
runninī with C-Block and it donīt stop
til we pop cuz we droppinī dem cuz
Chorus
(sent by Peter S, Linz, Austria, E-Mail: f.schinko@mail.asn-linz.ac.at
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