Paul Walker
Paul Walker
Brand new track hawk watch
me take off picture me rollin
I hit the gas I do the dash whip
Like I stole it
They say we all gone die We livin
For the moment
Drivin so fast I jus mite crash
I can't control it
I'm passed 100 ain no cruisin
if we racin den u losin
I mite break the dash I stomped the gas
feel like nobody else movin
I'm swerving left I'm swerving right I feel jus
like Boosie n if the police hit them cherries den u know wat I'm doin
I can't pull over ima felon
Got this illegal weapon
U cnt be caught without Cus in my
town erbody be Steppin
New Glock 10's n Fn's n them all
Black Smith n Wesson's
I ain no killa but if u play wit me them bullets gone catch em
Fuck hollow tips I like them burstin bu
Llets they spread out in sections
An u ain't eatin like I'm eat cus
I come back for seconds
I go from 0 to 1000 I'll turn up in a second
Swerve in my lane u gone get slain
That's the only exception
These niggas lame they all the same
It's like a goofy collection
We not the same I'm outta range
it's like a broken connection
Don't know my name U know today
all I know is finessin
Get two for 5,4 for 11 I can get u together
U bring yo Potna know I got em
I mite throw a lil extra
U tried to shit on me yo shit was
Weak I cane bck way better
N if I thug wit u I'm stuck
Wit u I got u foreva
No weapon formed will do no harm
I'll be yo only protecter
Don't got no love for no lien bitch
that pussy aint special
These bitches go for wat they know
They'll do Watever u tellem
This shit here busting out the plastic
Shit sold once they smell it
It's been some times I wanna talk
it out instead I'm inhaling
On all 10 yea I'm ready
I know I'm talkin real heavy
I was bred for tough I'm hittin
Stuff u plastic built Chevy
I hit the highway on a Friday an
Be right back on a Sunday
U call my phone don't talk to
Long unless u talkin bout money
Brand new track hawk watch
Me take off picture me rollin
I hit the gas I do the dash whip like I stole it
They say we all gone die We livin for the moment
Drivin so fast I jus mite crash I can't control
Brand new track hawk watch
me take off picture me rollin
I hit the gas I do the dash whip
Like I stole it
They say we all gone die We livin
For the moment
Drivin so fast I jus mite crash
I can't control it
I'm passed 100 ain no cruisin
if we racin den u losin
I mite break the dash I stomped the gas
feel like nobody else movin
I'm swerving left I'm swerving right I feel jus
like Boosie n if the police hit them cherries den u know wat I'm doin
I can't pull over ima felon
Got this illegal weapon
U cnt be caught without Cus in my
town erbody be Steppin
New Glock 10's n Fn's n them all
Black Smith n Wesson's
I ain no killa but if u play wit me them bullets gone catch em
Fuck hollow tips I like them burstin bu
Llets they spread out in sections
An u ain't eatin like I'm eat cus
I come back for seconds
I go from 0 to 1000 I'll turn up in a second
Swerve in my lane u gone get slain
That's the only exception
These niggas lame they all the same
It's like a goofy collection
We not the same I'm outta range
it's like a broken connection
Don't know my name U know today
all I know is finessin
Get two for 5,4 for 11 I can get u together
U bring yo Potna know I got em
I mite throw a lil extra
U tried to shit on me yo shit was
Weak I cane bck way better
N if I thug wit u I'm stuck
Wit u I got u foreva
No weapon formed will do no harm
I'll be yo only protecter
Don't got no love for no lien bitch
that pussy aint special
These bitches go for wat they know
They'll do Watever u tellem
This shit here busting out the plastic
Shit sold once they smell it
It's been some times I wanna talk
it out instead I'm inhaling
On all 10 yea I'm ready
I know I'm talkin real heavy
I was bred for tough I'm hittin
Stuff u plastic built Chevy
I hit the highway on a Friday an
Be right back on a Sunday
U call my phone don't talk to
Long unless u talkin bout money
Brand new track hawk watch
Me take off picture me rollin
I hit the gas I do the dash whip like I stole it
They say we all gone die We livin for the moment
Drivin so fast I jus mite crash I can't control
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Writer(s): Courtney Cooper
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