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​Hittin' Corners

This song is by K-Dee.

Another day, dollar, holla if you hear me.
Comin' with the bumps in my hoop as I swoo-woop
Here I am
The mack is clear I am
K-Dee, so baby get with the program.
Damn, what's on the menu?
It's about 10 to 5, so let me see what the weather's like
Step outside, glide to my ride, hit the button for the alarm "Chirp, chirp" "Disarm"
Pull the top back, cock the hammer on my
Glock back I ain't trippin' just lettin' 'em know I ain't slippin'
Sippin' on some
Lipton
Iced
Tea flossin'
Don't trip, it ain't easy 'cause it costs to be the boss
And so, I'm on the hunt
Never front with the cash flow
Hittin'
Corner's slow on the go so now you know
My tires are
Armor-All'd, spit shined wax on
Tank kinda low so I pulls into
Exxon
Give me 10 on 6, damn look at baby at pump 4.
What you doin' with all that rump, hoe?
She must have ends, rollin' in a
Benz.
Could it be her's?
Or maybe it's her boyfriend's?
Slid me her number I wonder if you got a man 'cause not a man other than me can get you hotter than
Cayenne pepper
Swept her off her feet when I boned her
Catchin' bitches
Hittin'
Corners.
Diamond in the back
Sunroof
Top
Diggin' the scene how the players lean
And to the hoes that be out there strollin'
You know I'm rollin'
Creepin' up on ya
Hittin'
Corners.
Skip to my
Lou, took a sip of my brew
Called up my homies and took a trip with my crew
Down to the spot where the hoes all jock 24/7 around the muthafucking clock
Tick tock as they block in packs
The macks come around while the others look for sex
But I'm lookin' for the ones that ain't too proud to beg
When I spots 'em, watch 'em, swing from this 3rd leg
Hittin' no switches, but still gettin' my clown on
Banked a quick left because there's more of them down on
Crenshaw &
Vernon, watch the curb while I'm turnin'
Don't wanna scrape them tires, they ain't no
Dayton wires
But I still got 'em feenin' leanin' like I'm in the '64
But I'm in this coupe & I'm still lettin' these tricks know I'm from that number 1 crew in your area I ain't bullshitin'
The corners I be hittin'.
Diamond in the back
Sunroof
Top
Diggin' the scene how the players lean
And to the hoes that be out there strollin'
You know I'm rollin'
Creepin' up on ya
Hittin'
Corners.
One time I was rollin' deep, I creep with caution I'm bone it 'cause they want it, I don't sleep that often
Slauson make a right 'cause they got it blocked off
For 3 corners straight up to 58th street
Detour, be sure they ain't on my tail
Bail.
What the hell?
They gets smoked on the
DL
Just let me ride like
Dre and play my music loud
Steady mobbin' heads a bobbin' as I move through the crowd
Slow down, hit the hazards when I cross the train track
My sounds are bumpin' loud enough to make your brain crack
Bazooka
Tubes bumpin'
Ice
Cube
Nigga,
Make
It
Rough,
Make
It
Smooth
Yeah, show your eyes so act like you know
It's 1994 so let this mack through the door I'm in like
Flynn, there ain't no stoppin'
Seen my homie
Snope.
Nigga what's poppin'?
Chronic smokin' have your ass chokin'
Just about to blaze, damn we had to raise 'Cause 5 0 creep my homie's peeps so we jammed
Got my 9, plus no time, to be gettin' swelled.
Diamond in the back
Sunroof
Top
Diggin' the scene how the players lean
And to the hoes that be out there strollin
You know I'm rollin'
Creepin' up on ya
Hittin'
Corners.
Creepin' up on ya
Hittin'
Corners.
Creepin' up on ya
Hittin'
Corners.