CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Dippin’
Yeah
Had to bring the old school back for em one time
1989
My boy 318
Wsup n***a
Hog Mob
Yeah
For Life
Check it
Uh
Uh
I woke up this mornin’ bout twelve on the dot
Belled to the kitchen for the cereal box
Mr Krispy Rice with the Toasted O’s
Dang I’m outta milk I’m using H2o
So I take the ghetto breakfast straight to the gut
Then I hop up in the shower just to wash my butt
And I brushed my teeth and belled back to the room
Uh, turn up the cut and let the track boom
Fat lace in my chucks
Crease in my khaks
Two French braids and a Kangol hat
Then I grab my word up off my desk
Read it for a minute get a prayer off my chest
“Lord I’m with you ain’t no question
Forgive my sins“
Then I strap my double vest on
Right about that time I hear a horn outside
My cousin out there fussin’ and he ready to ride
Reach for my pocket put my rag in
Practically draggin’ the way ya boy be saggin’
Dip to the ride
Tell the homeboy “what’s up
You know how long I been outside are you ready or what?”
I said “chill don’t trip”
Throw up the west now I’m ready to dip
Now it’s me and 3 in the L dog Llac
Custom fit grill fifth wheel on the back
Hundred spoke gold thangs black on black
Beatin up the block with the Fosgate slack
Ain’t no question who it is the way the track pound
H to the O G
M to the O B
L to the I F E
Welcome to Sac-town
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ boy we straight sailin’
North California sunshine SAC
If you ain’t knowin’ how we rollin’ it’s a West thang G
Two Hogs in the cut gettin’ metro
Quick stop to the spot to get some petrol
We put a dub on the tank now we Cali fly
Hit a switch let it scrape
That’s just how we ride
Take East El Camino to Northbound Watt
Next left after Edison’s the hometown block
Read the sign homie you’ll see why I’m lyrical
And why every day we breathin’ is a miracle
Nothing but G’s fiends, prostitutes and criminals
But I’m aight cuz I’m a righteous individual
Hit the curb they hit Barkin for the pipe duels
Hollin at some homies I been known since High School
Turn up the beat and kick some freestyle sentences
Politic on some business then sit and reminisce
“Remember when whoopty whoop said whoopty whoop
So whoopty whoop started to shoot up out the roof of his hoopty coupe?”
Moment of silence for the relatives pushin dirt
Go to church that’s what I tell the kids
Give a pound and a hug to the homies then glide
Clean G stride dip back to the ride
Three wheel it just to let em know we clownin’ dig
Flash the sign let it red line back to the crib
C’mon
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ dog we straight sailin’
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ dog we straight sailin’
I parked the 2 do’ Llac in the garage
Hopped out brushed off the teeth in the Fila’s
Hit the side do’ make my way to the backyard
Get the boys mail cuz I pull down for my dog
3 o'clock in the morn when I touch my side
I told Sevin I’mma pose would you handle the rock
I put the master key up in a padlock
I’m gettin’ shell shocked turning into do’la
Baby mama drama messed around and flipped her wig
Got me locked outside Sevin gone in the whip
Uh can’t use the phone cuz the cell off
The charger’s in the house by the couch on the flo’
I played it cool and hit the window
Thinkin’ about kicking’ in my home with the kodiak steel toe
Dang they got me mad
I’m feeling drowsy fall asleep in the grass
Woke up a hour later with some grass in my hair
Sevin looking at me with that same old stare
Am I dreamin’ or am I woke?
n***a stop trippin’ grab yo thangs let’s go
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ boy we straight sailin’
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ boy we straight sailin’
Had to bring the old school back for em one time
1989
My boy 318
Wsup n***a
Hog Mob
Yeah
For Life
Check it
Uh
Uh
I woke up this mornin’ bout twelve on the dot
Belled to the kitchen for the cereal box
Mr Krispy Rice with the Toasted O’s
Dang I’m outta milk I’m using H2o
So I take the ghetto breakfast straight to the gut
Then I hop up in the shower just to wash my butt
And I brushed my teeth and belled back to the room
Uh, turn up the cut and let the track boom
Fat lace in my chucks
Crease in my khaks
Two French braids and a Kangol hat
Then I grab my word up off my desk
Read it for a minute get a prayer off my chest
“Lord I’m with you ain’t no question
Forgive my sins“
Then I strap my double vest on
Right about that time I hear a horn outside
My cousin out there fussin’ and he ready to ride
Reach for my pocket put my rag in
Practically draggin’ the way ya boy be saggin’
Dip to the ride
Tell the homeboy “what’s up
You know how long I been outside are you ready or what?”
I said “chill don’t trip”
Throw up the west now I’m ready to dip
Now it’s me and 3 in the L dog Llac
Custom fit grill fifth wheel on the back
Hundred spoke gold thangs black on black
Beatin up the block with the Fosgate slack
Ain’t no question who it is the way the track pound
H to the O G
M to the O B
L to the I F E
Welcome to Sac-town
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ boy we straight sailin’
North California sunshine SAC
If you ain’t knowin’ how we rollin’ it’s a West thang G
Two Hogs in the cut gettin’ metro
Quick stop to the spot to get some petrol
We put a dub on the tank now we Cali fly
Hit a switch let it scrape
That’s just how we ride
Take East El Camino to Northbound Watt
Next left after Edison’s the hometown block
Read the sign homie you’ll see why I’m lyrical
And why every day we breathin’ is a miracle
Nothing but G’s fiends, prostitutes and criminals
But I’m aight cuz I’m a righteous individual
Hit the curb they hit Barkin for the pipe duels
Hollin at some homies I been known since High School
Turn up the beat and kick some freestyle sentences
Politic on some business then sit and reminisce
“Remember when whoopty whoop said whoopty whoop
So whoopty whoop started to shoot up out the roof of his hoopty coupe?”
Moment of silence for the relatives pushin dirt
Go to church that’s what I tell the kids
Give a pound and a hug to the homies then glide
Clean G stride dip back to the ride
Three wheel it just to let em know we clownin’ dig
Flash the sign let it red line back to the crib
C’mon
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ dog we straight sailin’
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ dog we straight sailin’
I parked the 2 do’ Llac in the garage
Hopped out brushed off the teeth in the Fila’s
Hit the side do’ make my way to the backyard
Get the boys mail cuz I pull down for my dog
3 o'clock in the morn when I touch my side
I told Sevin I’mma pose would you handle the rock
I put the master key up in a padlock
I’m gettin’ shell shocked turning into do’la
Baby mama drama messed around and flipped her wig
Got me locked outside Sevin gone in the whip
Uh can’t use the phone cuz the cell off
The charger’s in the house by the couch on the flo’
I played it cool and hit the window
Thinkin’ about kicking’ in my home with the kodiak steel toe
Dang they got me mad
I’m feeling drowsy fall asleep in the grass
Woke up a hour later with some grass in my hair
Sevin looking at me with that same old stare
Am I dreamin’ or am I woke?
n***a stop trippin’ grab yo thangs let’s go
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ boy we straight sailin’
Dippin’ swervin’
Twerkin’ chirpin’ off the curb and
Cruisin’ bellin’
Smashin’ boy we straight sailin’
