Wu-Block

Wu-Block - Drivin Around lyrics

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[Intro]

Yeah, you know we’ve been all over the world man

Everybody always asking like how’s going down on your side of town

And all that

You know what I mean? You know what I’m saying?

They think it’s all glits and glamour

You know what I mean? Yeah

They don’t really understand what we see out our window

You know what I mean? Yeah

Out the window on that range or that muscle car

Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big chapal

Weed in the crack cigar, more sour in the jar

Looking both ways, I’m cautious when I’m, haha

Hood rats that’s fresh but barely feed they kids

Little kids that’s killers and love doing bids

Unemployment lines, mexicans will work for nothin

You pray with em but you don’t know who that priest been touching

Liquor stores, strip clubs, filthy whores

Somebody’s daughter getting 10 singles to drop her drawers

Crack fiends buy new tv for 20 beans

Niggas tryina get money, police

Blue flags, red flags, different gangs

Og’s still outside, it never change

McDonalds, chinese food, 1000 chains

I’m just tryina use my brains when I’m drivin round, shit

Step out the car and go round down by your lady

And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go, drivin round

Look, I’m fresh back from outta state, jfk arrival

A big spliff in my ashtray, july sunny day

And I’m feeling ...

Slide through medinas, and I done pushed everyway

I love the way the benz swing, so I turn my music low

Corner thought, roll it down, I seen em come back from outta town

And get laid down, it’s music loud, windows down

Summer heat vibing, it’s live when I’m gliding,

I’m smoking while I’m driving, drivin round

I’m riding, miniskirts flirting while I’m passing

They waving, I’m leaning hard cruising

Grooving to the beat as I move through these main streets

I beat bout the seats, stop bless em, a little gwap, drivin round

I keep it rollin, picture me trollin the big truck,

You com, my sheeps get shelling all the leather

It’s a cold world went to warm weather

This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions

drivin round,

Step out the car and go round down by your lady

And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go, drivin round

What is the key to life with no ignition

Another jump start then I’m on my mission

I keep id, insurance and registration

Wu music good health stimulation

Pull out the station, eel to pedestrians

Blacks, whites, asians, indians and mexicans

At the light, the base head fragile as a pringle

He asked can I spare change, I taught him singles

He mimics my song that’s on repeat

Addiction so strong, got him in kneel deep

Botting on lapelle, picture over obama

4 years later, we stuck in the same drama,

These street corners, just overcrowded saunas

Make us lose us, drop weight, sweating from the trauma

Education to a thug is well debated

Each crime is 10-4, all bludge related

Drivin round,

Step out the car and go round down by your lady

And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go, drivin round

Drivin round,

Step out the car and go round down by your lady

And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go.

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