Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters   To all my soldiers, the street fighters   We want no murder without your fire   Lowriders we're getting higher   (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)      What, wah, what, what, what   What, what      Yo, yo stop holdin' my things you got, not   We're hot and you're not   (Yeah)   We roll our hard rocks, sling cats with sling shots   Come on   (Big cats they eat got)   This we got, lot   (Due plan and due glock)   Drop dead and go Rock      What have and what now?   Who niggas who run the block   Catchin' you up in the barbershop   Seein' you on a mountain top   Getting dropped and getting popped   You talk a lot, lot, laugh, rap a lot, lot   Sell the reefa to them kids      Like a salesman on a car lot I hold my own weight   Like the skill I've tried to tip my skills but it falls it out   Do like the Blazer [unverified] on trail Pras well, rock well   Tryin' to make a hood rat do well, something's up like Maxwell   (Wah)      Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters   To all my soldiers, the street fighters   We want no murder without your fire   Lowriders we're getting higher      So you wanna be a player?   We can do it up a layer, shoot and listen to Joe   Now feel the blow you don't be a player no more   Like the same thing said, ?Eat your hoe   Like Jane without your name, bring 'cause the name is nice      And the fame going in tight, I get hit from Frigga   Love Terega, good type of trickin' ass nigga, got a name with price   And the tint is big   (I'm on the eighteen)   Mack 11 grown   The space is bigger than your dome, hit you like   (Chaperone)      This mag is on, let me rock on   (Crack of dawn)   Now bag to home towards Texas   (Bought a new Lexus)   And it goes Shane Green   Can't be a nigga whole scene with the walkin' cream   (Drop a dollar bill y'all)      Causin' team, most illin' team   It's a nineteen bionic eighteen   To the eighteen makin' that cream, checkin' that cream   'Cause the walls can tangle when y'all die   So gotta do with Charlie's angel   'Cause ya down with me this man      Ain't with those, a pose yes's take no's   'Cause ya got us some clothes and those what I hate 'cause the shows   It's cool cats y'all, rip the moves pull out the Tech here, don't knows   Got something y'all tryin' to see six of those   Y'all really see women I'm sick of      What, wah   What, wah      Y'all foes move I heat it up I'm high of life now heat it up   You niggaz get stuck for your dough and grips   See Mister don't care who you go against   'Cause half of them niggas you rollin' with   They hear my name and call it quits      Had them niggas wanderin' if   I'm gonna come with the guns again   See ammo die with A and M   With game on lock at seven and   Made them stop there rappin'   When which you show this clappin' end      Hoes wanted Pras well, hate on us, might as well   Back and against got clientele why you studio gangster's lyin' well   Mad we be, E and T, MTV you endin' me   Peter stand back 'cause they're love to hate y'all   'Cause we swell like Tony Draper, wish one more totin' by the vapors   I'ma 'bout to treat y'all by the capers, high 'em, pull 'em how it's done   With the Camp, we number one, what, what, what      Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters   To all my soldiers, the street fighters   We want no murder without your fire   Lowriders we're getting higher      Yo, yo I sold a hundred carriers while I was sleppin'   Creepin, twelve o' peepin' Leapin', Quantum   Usual like my ton of money can be where I'm from   ET Bon, number one, come along, pass it on, Brooklyn   True rappers and is why you front on finders   No one is see why they feel so free yo Refugee can on      Her life or knots, more cuffs than crooked cops   I ran with a full style boat deed, who you with, then go again   I spit brace when you crash your wigs, speculate a part   Listen, test your full clip don't like getting   We on top you ride in the pit, money to make, titles to take   Hurry up fore it be too late yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters   To all my soldiers, the street fighters   We want no murder without your fire   Lowriders we're getting higher   Lowriders, we'll shove your lighters   To all my soldiers, the street fighters   We want no murder without your fire   Lowriders we're getting higher