The Game - My Lowrider lyrics

[chorus]-the game cherry 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) three-wheelin the 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [verse 1]-techniec I see em trynna shine like tech/ cause I shine like I be grinding on the set/ got the diamonds on my neck/ most talked about when I hit that strip/ watch it bounce when I hit that dip/ come to close might get that clip/ click BANG/ don get my grip, talk my sh**/ hit my switch and dip/ switchin lanes on them day to day/ same color as that candy paint/ tangerine [verse 2]-e-40 I tried to never sober/ chalupa, longer then a roller coster/ out hear a head a hub a head and do ya for quarter ounce of yollup/ Venomos snakes, like some cobras/ up top is where im from/ We be lettin our nuts hang over our shoulders/ figure 8 and go n duck/ droppin with all 4 doors open, ga**in and brakin and yolkin/ we hyphy, we stupid valeho, richmond, frisco , Oakland/ we 9ers, we raiders/ we some hustlers and some players/ we [verse 3]-crooked i lord forgive me/it in me to sent me to tote semi grope penny and remy/ my pockets was so skinny/ now I blow pennies on 4 hemi run the whole city/hoes, I put dough before any/ my 6th sense helped me view better cheddar kid/ I f**s mo hoes then hugh heffner ever did/ that new leather sh**/ the coup hella sick/ dude move ahead of who ever cause dude never quit/ [chorus]-the game cherry 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) three-wheelin the 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [verse 4]-chingy cranberry impala, that slide by your north sider rider with a hoe driver/ g toe game crack the grey goose and spark the weed up/ when im in LA I go in Crenshaw and floss a little/ slot a lot thang in that black wall street/ double u and p and cpt we keeping it G/ in our low riders riders riders/ [verse 5]-lil rob we put them cracks up on the wall, cucarachas crawl/ I keep my head up and it wont fall, no not at all/ I The lowrider so clean, you wont know what you saw/ I sit low with a tall can/ in a brown bag/ With a brown rag, bouncing a brown rag/ with the Mexican flag and the American flag/ hitting the fronts and the backs/ watching out for the bash/ [verse 6]-paul wall home boy, Big T, better know as tyrone/ is the first person I ever seen with a chevy on chrome/ my parter bought it got the slab, wine berry over gold/ with screen in the head rest just to let you know we holding/ I fell in love with it, and I dropped him some cash/ now that how much it cost, don I coulda bought a benz instead with the money I spent/ [chorus]-the game cherry 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) three-wheelin the 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [verse 7]-the game my 64 sittin on that chrome, chrome glock sitting on my lap/ 2 hoes ridin in the back/ candy paint, n***a f** with that/ 3-wheel motion, im sitting high/ daytonas, that hit that switch its do or die/ ride on me that I be in the hood smoking that green/ dr. dre know what I mean/ swisha sweet and them purple leaves/ California, we got that weed/ black diamonds off in my chain/ ask around n***a know my name/ comptons own, the rap lebron james/ ridin low, im switchin lanes/ [verse 8]-wc make that brain splat/ 30 thang thang clap/ know for the game rap/ with the chrome frame wrap/ from harley davidsons to low lows, we do tip em/ 13 hundred spokes with that blue nibble get the picture/ disrespect and imma draw slugs/ but aint no set trippin cause n***a its all love/ dub c drop the real on em, chevy chrome grill on em/ posing in the intersection, 3-wheelin on em n***a/ [verse 9]-ice cube rasberry 64 bring your cherry/ and we could make a Sunday, come home Monday/ im sittin on the one-way, up on the boulevard/ act hard, put ya thoughts on the dashboard/ cause if I come through the hood with the little homie/ no body better f** with the little homie/ I hope ( Compton unite/ south central unit/ I hope my chrome, and dance with the moon light/ [chorus]-the game cherry 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) three-wheelin the 64 (my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider)