Banging On Sosa In the Whip

I done made a couple jacks and flipped that
For a couple hundred dollars, bet they knock your wig back
It's a whole lotta red up in the city, but it's hot
Only time you see me running, if the police send the swat
Little baby moving spicy didn't know that she can rock

I was down up on my ass, but they hate to see me on top
She tried to grab up on my pants but I told her that was my glock
She tried to tell me it was hard that's the switchy up on the back
Coming from a place where they be never looking back
But I can't never leave, cause we making it for the map

Better stop telling all theses story's boy you know them bitches cap
Better stop posting all them guns, get yo' goofy ass on wraps
If you pull up in the one way we gon flip yo' strings attach
Praying we make it from a place call it the six

Driving down town banging on sosa in the whip
All these's niggas they be switchy for some money like a bitch
Was you here when we was yougens mark and ant we always rapped?
Can't forget my nigga dolo they ain't fucking with our raps
I done made a couple jacks and flipped that
For a couple hundred dollars, bet they knock your wig back
It's a whole lotta red up in the city, but it's hot

Only time you see me running, if the police send the swat
Little baby moving spicy didn't know that she can rock
I was down up on my ass, but they hate to see me on top
She tried to grab up on my pants but I told her that was my glock