One day I was chillin' on Arabian's spruce. Forty in my hand and it's time to get lose. Got my Nikes and my Fila T-shirt and black khakis. I heard a horn blowin' and I jumped in my jacket.
Yeah. . Now this is for the g's who know we needs that gangsta shit. It's like the p funk we funk so its gotsta hit. And when you fire up that hooter pass it to the young g.