T-bone - Bounce lyrics

[Verse 1] This is strictly for them low low's, el Caminos and Chevrolet Impalas Bouncing from California all the way to Nicaragua Sixteen switches, rides is vicious Bouncing like bad checks, Candy Apple, licorice Twirling a hundred spokes, this one's for my folks Blacks, Filipinos, Caucasians, Latinos Gotta know the rules when you up in this game If you want a piece of the street, fast and furious fame Then yo, mira bro, first off pinta lo, see them windows dawg, tinta lo Juice it up wit hydraulics then brinca lo Blast this in the fosgate and let the speakers blow In the, Escalade, then escapade, like Janet To the car show, pump the breaks Take first place, smile, then collect the cake Call up the homie E-Dogg, then it's time to shake [Chorus] Bounce, bounce Cadillac trucks and jeeps From the Bronx to the Compton streets For the clubs, mix shows, and my peeps (yeaahhh) Now everybody bounce Cadillac trucks and jeeps From the Bronx to the Compton streets For the clubs, mix shows, and my peeps (yeaahhh) Now everybody bounce [Verse 2] I been know to bring the heat to the instrumental, check the credentials My fundamentals essentials for reaching k**as and thug generals In the street where they packing the heat, creep Throw up ‘em gang signs and C-walk to the beat, strictly Preaching the word to those smoking the herb Sharing the real for ‘em dealers serving crack on the curb, swerve To the left then I scrape my plates Now I'm dipping hopping initiating sparks on the interstate Feels so great in the Golden State Cool breeze from the ocean on the Golden Gate I can't wait for the weekend, we can make it a date Motorola 2 way the homies, tell ‘em meet me at eight At the studio so we can blaze the track Like Kobe and Shaq, with back to back platinum tracks We ain't quitting y'all, yo we bringing the heat Like Pacino and Luchiano for the thugs in the street [Chorus] Bounce, bounce Cadillac trucks and jeeps From the Bronx to the Compton streets For the clubs, mix shows, and my peeps (yeaahhh) Now everybody bounce Cadillac trucks and jeeps From the Bronx to the Compton streets For the clubs, mix shows, and my peeps (yeaahhh) Now everybody bounce [Bridge] Micromorphic music!! We dippin' hittin' switches bounce in Cali's trucks and Lincolns Hypnophonic music!! Drop ‘em clean ‘em lace ‘em up with rims and bangin' systems [Verse 3] Now if ya feeling what I'm saying throw ya hands in the sky Party people from California all the way to Hawaii ATL and South Beach where the mamis look fine To the streets of Spanish Harlem for my peeps in NY Mexicano o cubano, panameño, columbiano, argentino, chileno, nicoya o puertorriqueño Yo, it don't really matter, this a T-Bone party So throw ya hands up in the sky, mama move ya body No Bacardi, Hennessey, Chronic, beer or Chocolate tie Why? ‘Cause this is how we do it when we naturally high Now watch me rock like Nirvana, what up mama I'm the don dada known to mix it up like Santana [Chorus] Bounce, bounce Cadillac trucks and jeeps From the Bronx to the Compton streets For the clubs, mix shows, and my peeps (yeaahhh) Now everybody bounce Cadillac trucks and jeeps From the Bronx to the Compton streets For the clubs, mix shows, and my peeps (yeaahhh) Now everybody bounce