Ice Cube - Chrome & Paint lyrics

[Ice Cube] Yay-YAY! Cali-forn-yi-aye Sunday afternoon baby, pull it out Whip it out, pull it out, drive it out, drop it out You know! Let 'em know [Chorus: Ice Cube] I got chrome and paint n***a what you thank, I got chrome and paint b**h what you drank, I got chrome and paint Smokin that dank in my chrome and paint Street lights - dance on paint Street lights - dance on chrome Street lights - get a n***a home You can die in these streets all alone [Ice Cube] I am the wrong n***a, too f**in grown n***a To go for that n***a, I ain't 'cha hoe n***a I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome splitter The deep-sea sniper, you got the wrong n***az Retire like Jigga, here comes the Attila the Hun k**in n***az for fun, these rappers is done The bigger they come, the harder they fall I burn like the sun, continue to ball He's got nuts and plus the Don touch and split the fine dutch, Starsky call Hutch He's laid, with some s*uts, up in some guts Just back, in the cut, he thinks he's King Tut Cain't f**, this n***a up, cause just, the n***a luck That n***az, really love him and tear the city up Uhh, even though I'm f**in with the po'-po' Them n***a know how I act in the low-low [Chorus] [W.C.] I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I snitch Off my a** khakis sag like cellulite tits b**h Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo momma Play with my dollars on yo' a** they'll be layin flowers I put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot rocks Hittin the switch, makin the fo' hopscotch Rollin up imperial in dickie material All in your periphreal, throwin shells at your vehicle Clipped up, pimped up, big chipped up Stacy Adams tips spiffed up, golf hat flipped up I blow yo' a** off the map, f** with Dub I'll have yo' a** rollin home with windshield gla** on your lap f** rap, I'm wearin a creased tee, eatin ribs Laughin at you n***az on MTV Cribs I got the chrome thang thang to make the dome stank Hood life forever b**h, chrome and paint, c'mon [Chorus] [Ice Cube] Street lights (woop woop) [2X] Even though I'm f**in with the po'-po' Them n***a know how I act in the low-low Slow mo', n***a check out my promo You mo'fo's can't f** with my mojo [Chorus] [Ice Cube] Street lights [echoes]