Burghtown - Pac in the Ride (feat. Stevie B and Zig) lyrics

[Intro: Gift Money] Ceiling Fan Music 2011, you know what I mean Banging that old Pac sh** Know what I mean Sip something, smoke something La, la, la, la, la, la (Stevie B) In the whip cruising and sh** You know what I mean Ya dig Burghtown sh** You know what I mean What up Zig [Verse 1: Gift Money] Aye, aye, aye I say wordplay, just like a chainsaw We so sophisticated so how can I blame ya'll We on the grown man, Po Pimpin' Drop j**els, clear vision Talk sh**, leave you missing Got ya baby mama tripping, yeah (oh boi) This that Ceiling Fan sh**, that bang it in ya minivan sh** That ducking from the po's, DUI I suppose Damn I heard you on that sh**, got my notebook in ya nose We the best motherf**er (motherf**er yeah) You ain't heard, the way that I be spitting out these words Hella superb Move cautious...paranoid, flow flawless k** tracks...even if they played possum Gift Money, no addition, multiply it, awesome Flow been dead...hoping out the f**ing coffin (yeah) And Burghtown get it popping Cadillac swag, watch me parallel park it [Hook: Gift Money and Stevie B] We in this b**h screaming La, la, la, la, la Banging old Pac in the ride Shawty, she wanna hang with us (ok) She wanna hang with us yeah, yeah (yeah) [Verse 2: Prototype] She wanna... She want it...I can feel it (oh boi) Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Here it comes My wife wanna leave me cause my money ain't on Chia But her expenses longer than the neck on a f**ing rhea (aah) Now it take a n***a hostage... (Ayo, yo, yo, what the f** is a rhea though my n***a) It's like a prehistoric ostrich I'm on my P=emcee sh**, McGuyver She trying to smash my pole just like a drunk driver That's a vector equation, inertia would describer her (science sh**) Volatile formula when you mix dive with Godiva Peep how we been dispensed out the top tier So how is we still the lowest paid out here I don't be in the workplace hallway Next to the coffee pots talking big sh** all day (that's some bullsh**) Telephoto focused on finding means to get over While they handing out the bonuses, I just get all the bogus sh** Running circles like the emblem on and Audi My new girl is the bomb, Lisa Nguyen Nagasaki [Hook: Gift Money and Stevie B] We in this b**h screaming La, la, la, la, la Banging old Pac in the ride Shawty, she wanna hang with us (ok) She wanna hang with us yeah, yeah (yeah) [Verse 3: Zig] Uh, uh, uh, damn right Yeah Cruising down 376 Blowing piff...chilling with my main b**h Yeah, she looking fine as usual, my presence Can't wait to take her home, open her like a present Can't wait, I see it in her eyes Hands creeping up my thigh Got me hard like Pinocchio telling lies Know when we get to the crib, I'm uh give her that R Kelly bump and grind Body frame so right, built like a Coke bottle Ass moving like a seizure every time she walk or wobble She know that she the baddest ain't no sh** in between Nails polished, shinning, looking like oil sheen Them other hoes talking sh** like they wanna get in between They talking that good talk like they got that magic They want me to have it, get me feening like an addict But my b**h gets me wet like the Atlantic [Hook: Gift Money and Stevie B] We in this b**h screaming La, la, la, la, la Banging old Pac in the ride Shawty, she wanna hang with us (ok) She wanna hang with us yeah, yeah (yeah) [Outro] What the rap audience isn't ready for is a real person Static It's gonna be static for sure Cause what the rap audience isn't ready for is a real person You know what I wanna say, a real N.I.G.G.A I'm coming at them 100% real, I ain't compromising nay-thing Anybody that talk about me got problems You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be straight up As if I was a street person, that's how I'm coming at the whole world And I'm being real about it and I'm gonna grow with my music The music I make now, my next album is gonna be better and more slamming You know what I'm saying but at the same token I'm gonna be even that much more potent next year And I don't want no garbage Anybody that talk about me, anybody diss Digital Underground, they got problems Cause we large and we all over the country Anybody diss us they gone get stomped That's word is born cause this is money If anybody try to take away Digital Underground money as a whole, they got problems We gonna suffocate them Static What the rap audience isn't ready for is a real person I'm coming at them 100% real, I ain't compromising nay-thing Anybody that talk about me got problems You know what I'm saying, it's gonna be straight up As if I was a street person, that's how I'm coming at the whole world And I'm being real about it and I'm gonna grow with my music