Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat - Ridin’ On Chrome lyrics
[Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat - Ridin’ On Chrome lyrics]
Crusin' Farsier Blvd made a
Right on Hollywood mayn
Just bought a sack from the
Crest it's all good mayn
In the hood mayn it's the project nigga rolla
Nigga from the northside of
Mephis on dat dojah
Watch them rollers cause you know they
Out to catch a nigga
See me on them chrome thangs
Then they wanna harass a nigga
Pass a nigga by but the outer
Look don't get no hit
See their own reflection when they tryin
To look in my tint
Project moving on cause I do
Not buy them pa pa's
Just ran out of blunts so
Im pulling up at Barbara's
Little store Garcia blunts call
Up gangsta fred
Cold 40 ounce of bud ice my nigga whats next
Staright to high park after dark
Breaking down the weed
Curt and short hennesey and
My nigga lil tyree
Mayn we be on the purest chronic
Dog thats on the town
If you be thinking that we lying
Then you come on down
Ridin on Chrome
And we smoking on some dope mayn x8
15 17 niggas on them twankies
Riding through the town dog
Smoking on some stanky
Indo-nesia bumpin out da kickbox
Smoke out the sun roof gat in the stash pot
City hot with that Zero
Tolerence thats bullshit
Niggas still ride still cheif
And get full bitch
Millionare split the blunt tobacco out
In with weed nigga like me
Smoke an ounce down to the seeds
Certian weed sneak up on ya dog
Hit ya like bull
Most weed knock you on your ass
When you take a pull
My shit get ya high bitch
Make you wanna fuck
Candy pearl white paint job
Mayn on Juicy's truck
Crooked slut wanna fuck with us
But you get no props
Eyes popping out ya head while
You at the bus stop
Bitches hate to now you know
That thats a damn shame
M Town players on chrome smoking dope mayn
Right on Hollywood mayn
Just bought a sack from the
Crest it's all good mayn
In the hood mayn it's the project nigga rolla
Nigga from the northside of
Mephis on dat dojah
Watch them rollers cause you know they
Out to catch a nigga
See me on them chrome thangs
Then they wanna harass a nigga
Pass a nigga by but the outer
Look don't get no hit
See their own reflection when they tryin
To look in my tint
Project moving on cause I do
Not buy them pa pa's
Just ran out of blunts so
Im pulling up at Barbara's
Little store Garcia blunts call
Up gangsta fred
Cold 40 ounce of bud ice my nigga whats next
Staright to high park after dark
Breaking down the weed
Curt and short hennesey and
My nigga lil tyree
Mayn we be on the purest chronic
Dog thats on the town
If you be thinking that we lying
Then you come on down
Ridin on Chrome
And we smoking on some dope mayn x8
15 17 niggas on them twankies
Riding through the town dog
Smoking on some stanky
Indo-nesia bumpin out da kickbox
Smoke out the sun roof gat in the stash pot
City hot with that Zero
Tolerence thats bullshit
Niggas still ride still cheif
And get full bitch
Millionare split the blunt tobacco out
In with weed nigga like me
Smoke an ounce down to the seeds
Certian weed sneak up on ya dog
Hit ya like bull
Most weed knock you on your ass
When you take a pull
My shit get ya high bitch
Make you wanna fuck
Candy pearl white paint job
Mayn on Juicy's truck
Crooked slut wanna fuck with us
But you get no props
Eyes popping out ya head while
You at the bus stop
Bitches hate to now you know
That thats a damn shame
M Town players on chrome smoking dope mayn