Beschreibung

We like them boys that be in them Lacs leanin'
Open they mouth, they grill gleamin'
Candy paint, keep that whip clean and
They always be talkin' that country slang we like
They keep that beat that be in the back beatin'
Eyes see so low from that chiefin'
I love how he keep my body screamin'
A rude boy that's good to me, with street credibility

If his status ain't hood, I ain't checkin' for him
Better be street if ya lookin' at me
I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things, if you know what I mean