100 Spokes - Above The Law

Man, I’m at the light, man

Niggas is mad dogging

I’m looking at the light, I’m looking at them niggas

I’m looking at the light, I’m looking at their bitches

I’m looking at the light, I’m looking at my shit

I’m thinking this shit is real

This shit is real

Yeah

Now tell me who wanna step to the real

As I’m beatin' down they block with my clip ready to trip, ugh yeah

Cause player haters getting chin checked quick

Running off, with the mouth, like the jealous groupie bitch, yo

I’mma jack him for his motherfucking loot

His house, his bitch and his motherfucking Lexus Coupé

Well, if you killed me you can have all that

But if not, don’t be surprised who that missle been launched at

Cause in the cell, realest they can’t get

Nigga, check your nuts cause you fucked, ugh yeah

And then it’s just like you all taking mild

Cause they don’t give a fuck about your bitch or your child

Have you all tied up in the house

Dynamite rip your ass with a gauge in your mouth

Mad as fuck, cause you’re squealing like a bitch

But they gonna kill everybody, before somebody snitch

Now, everybody’s getting hit up

Cause some bullshit got twisted and got messing your fuck

Because you cats playing dumb

Me and my niggas was out

When I was rolling in the Candy blue 'llac on whips

I be the player for life, ride

I get love from the blue and the red side

So lay them out all over my gun smoke

I never slipped when I’m rolling on my 100 Spokes, bitch

You got the fliest shit

You got air lines

You look so fly of, so fly of

Of them 100 Spokes

As I floss my 100 Spokes there’s no joke

When I bought my 100 Spokes, I bought a four five

Just for a nigga like the KM, to stay alive

Deep into the motherfuckering three, but we call it the trey

Built like Coloride but it’s name My Choverlet

Flowing and crowing what I need to

To get though the hood, nigga, or get to my crew

And meditate, and regulate, never perpetrate

And plot on these busters, they gets fate

Legit, hard, works this shit when it comes to them riders

My Anchor got 3 wheel, funk track provider

Rules to through motherfucking sounds I’m giving

Westcoast I know you love it and wish you can live it

Hear something about them 100 Spokes

When they be like dipping, whipping around delight women

Freaking all the freaky bitches when they’re like spinning

Above the Law giving it up

As I floss my 100 Spokes there’s no joke