One-2 - Black Cadillac lyrics

[Hook X2] Chrome grills, chrome wheels, black Cadillac Khaki suit, white tees, and a Dodger's Cap [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] Thug n***as, snub grippas, friggin' apes Slugs hit ya, listen, blood drip and hit your Bapes n***a wait, permit me to demonstrate Quick squeeze the trigger, click-click leavin' a n***a face down Click-click, hit him with another round Then im in another town Slumped in the bucket, lookin like im duckin down Im sick-sick, sick in the dome with the frozen flow Sittin on the chrome in Kobes, 24s to the flo, then a n***a rollin' slow [Verse 2: Kenny Siegel] Kenny claps, semi-straps, see croanies or see police They spending snaps and it sag, lean on me, hat lean on me Like deal with us, this rohill??, n***a, wrist chill lil n***a Sit, we still n***as, just chill My pimp game insane, take notes Never see me with the same dame yo Change hoes the minute I change clothes My game cold, you lames ain't know Dudes trippin on the cash the Shoe's spending Our Lac's got shoes spinnin', the stacks and cute women The khaki suit denim it match the new fitted There really is no reason for asking who's winning The U-Pimps! [Hook X4] [Verse 3: One-2] Black on black Cadillac, with that engine kitted All windows, limo tinted Catch me with my kinfolk in it Khaki suit, Dodger fitted Straight to the top, where we headed Ain't tryna stop us, God forbid it Money on my mind, I gotta get it I'm better than any competitor they can all get menaced Who got the nerve to test em, swerve through intersections Turn left from Los Feliz, merge on the west and Pa** little old me and yea, let em know in the media?? But it hurts when your own people deny the talent they see in ya Backstabbers deceiving ya, until the day you make it They are flabbergasted and act as if they've always believed in ya In the dash, we stash guns with the clips Fool pigs, pull us over cause we young and successful Four-door, wanna shine, that's why we dodging the po-po Getting do like tires, I'm tryna stay low-pro You can catch me in the trenches, or maybe me at the party Pullin up with an army of black Cadillacs and Benz it's the… [Hook X4] [Verse 4: Julius Luciano] When I pull up in the magnum, girl sit in that Next I pull out the magnums and ram in a kitty cat Me caught slippin', how you figga that, if you got a strap Pull out the magnum - BRRRRATT On my lap where im putting that, n***a Pullin that trigga, fast as Im pullin bad strippers If a ho with a friend, take em both to the crib I pull a Jack Tripper, Mr. L has been a cap twister Many ask if im full of that liquor Not really into that sh** but I been a 'gnac sipper I gotta dime to sit on my dick see This woman, she gold as sh** Let me speak on chick said she don't get tipsy She get blunted, she known to strip And beat off her quick, I skeet on her lip see Its nuttin (nothing) we known to pimp If you wanna know where we rollin simply Add a zero to sixty-six hundred, yeah zero to sixty In minutes man, I move fast like a minuteman Speaking of quick, when Im freakin a trick Im a menace man They getting the biz when Im in it man Yeah, team deep in the club throwin elbows Jeans creased and cuffed over shell toes Me and a freak in the cut, we finna cut Drinkin' so much, we finna rush to the tel-ho Keepin the ringers with us not our cell phones Police wanna keep us in cuffs and the jail clothes I may increasing the bucks til my mail fold?? My peeps man, we won't give up til we well known [Hook X4]