J Beam - City's Out lyrics

{*14 seconds of instrumental*} [Chorus: Knawledg] (Boom) is all you hear when I'm rollin through the city With my top, down, so everybody hear me (Thumpin) speakers speakers thumpin (thumpin) Speak-speak-speakers speakers thumpin (thumpin) [Interlude: Knawledg] Thumpin, boom boom Boom boom, boom [Tash] You got the tops down? You got the titties out? {*3X*} You got your city out? I got my city out (L.A.!) L.A. California that's the city I claim When I walk down LaBrea everybody's fair game Aimin, at L&E Two felonies, what the f** y'all punk n***as tellin me? Get it poppin, everybody know CaTash droppin I did my best work with a knife and a stocking Cap - shut up the yap Big dawg is back, dig it (duh-da, duh-da) I'm a dawg, don't touch my tail You get laid the f** out like Chuck Liddell From the womb to the tomb, sunny days are doomed Knawledg in the house y'all 'bout to hear that (Boom boom boom) [Chorus] [Knawledg] Street, avenue or boulevard Rollin in my car, speakers bangin hella hard I don't give a fu*k~! Middle finger to the law Listen to the subs (yeah...) Trunk rattlin, my trunk rattlin Every other tuner that I've been No seat belt, with a strap So I guess you could say that I'm still strapped in Bump my sh** in the CD deck Hear me beatin from a block away but you can't see me yet It's that West coast sh** For the riders in the lowriders Roll down the window, the car look like sauna Listen to the beat, listen when the tires skreet You know my seat lean back, amp attached to the speaker Fifteen inch woofers, bangin like Hoovers [Chorus] [Knoc-turn'al] You fly domestic, I'm on a whole 'nother plane Hello chihuahua, meet this great dane You bakin soda, I'm c**aine I like to ball - you like spare change 'member my debut sh**, I said bang bang Watch the speakers go thump (thump thump thump) You got a lazy eye, I got straight aim Ahh, bah-da-la-bum-bum-bum You say you g**n, but I know game I'll cut you like, I'll cut you like I don't never fall off, it's like ridin a bike It's Knoc-turn'al baby girl I give you what you like Don't I? I, I got a fly persona And if you don't know ask your baby momma (momma) I, I got a fly persona You can keep the bullsh**, I don't need the drama [Chorus] [Outro] J Beam, Mathematics