CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : We Big Mane
We ride big rims (Big rims)
On big trucks (On big trucks)
With big balls (With big balls)
With big bucks (With big bucks)
We straight puttin' on (Puttin' on)
'Cause we on ('Cause we on)
Shinin' like a diamond, blowin' dro by the zone
We ride big rims (Big rims)
On big trucks (On big trucks)
With big balls (With big balls)
With big bucks (With big bucks)
We straight puttin' on (Puttin' on)
'Cause we on ('Cause we on)
Shinin' like a diamond, blowin' dro by the zone
We ride big-ass rims
On big-ass trucks
Behind that, none of your business
Burnin' dro, gettin' my d**k sucked
Bendin' corners, junkies hittin' my cell, I'm chasin' mail
Livin' life with my rear view checkin' for 12
Born in the early '70s straight outta Grady
ATL's Dirty South, home of the hustlers, hell yeah
Boy, that's Dee Money Records, and y'all better respect it
Or see us in the street [?] get checked, b*t*h
This the Deck, b*t*h, we got mind for ass
Y'all movin' too slow, I'm switchin' the lanes with the fast
I'm still that Eastside thug n***a
Still got the bud, n***a
Still jump out the truck on 24's at the club, n***a
"Ooh-wee (Ooh-wee), There it go (There it go)"
Is what the hoes say when I hit the block slow
On some big-ass rims, you can't help but see 'em
With them 'woofers in the back goin' "bim, bim-bim!"
On big trucks (On big trucks)
With big balls (With big balls)
With big bucks (With big bucks)
We straight puttin' on (Puttin' on)
'Cause we on ('Cause we on)
Shinin' like a diamond, blowin' dro by the zone
We ride big rims (Big rims)
On big trucks (On big trucks)
With big balls (With big balls)
With big bucks (With big bucks)
We straight puttin' on (Puttin' on)
'Cause we on ('Cause we on)
Shinin' like a diamond, blowin' dro by the zone
We ride big-ass rims
On big-ass trucks
Behind that, none of your business
Burnin' dro, gettin' my d**k sucked
Bendin' corners, junkies hittin' my cell, I'm chasin' mail
Livin' life with my rear view checkin' for 12
Born in the early '70s straight outta Grady
ATL's Dirty South, home of the hustlers, hell yeah
Boy, that's Dee Money Records, and y'all better respect it
Or see us in the street [?] get checked, b*t*h
This the Deck, b*t*h, we got mind for ass
Y'all movin' too slow, I'm switchin' the lanes with the fast
I'm still that Eastside thug n***a
Still got the bud, n***a
Still jump out the truck on 24's at the club, n***a
"Ooh-wee (Ooh-wee), There it go (There it go)"
Is what the hoes say when I hit the block slow
On some big-ass rims, you can't help but see 'em
With them 'woofers in the back goin' "bim, bim-bim!"
