[Verse 1: Cold 187Um]Ugh, now tell me who wanna step to the real?As I'm beatin' down they block with my clip ready to tripUgh, yeah, now player haters gettin' chin checked quickRunnin' off, back them off, like the jealous groupieSayin, I'm a jack him for his loot, all his lootHis house, his whore and his fly Lexus Coupe'Well, if you killed me you can have all thatBut if not, don't be surprised where that missle bein' lost atAnd in his house, realest they can getYou better check your bitch cause you stuckUgh, yeah, and then it's just like you all takin' roundCause they don't give a care about your girl or your childHave you all tied up in your houseDynamite ready to blast with a gauge in your mouthMad and stuck, cause you're squealin' like a snitchBut they gonna fuck up everybody and do it quickYo, to everybody that's gettin' hit upCause he got twisted way twisted and mixed upYo, cause rats playin' dumb, me and my homies west upWhen I was rollin' in the Candy blue 'llac on whipI be the player for life, rideI get love from the blue and the red sideSo pay them off all over my gun smokeI never slipped when I'm rollin' on my 100 Spokes, yeah[Chorus x2: females singing]You got the fliest shitBaby you got air lineBaby you look so fly of, so fly ofOf them 100 Spokes[Hook: DJ Total K-Oss]As I floss my 100 Spokes there's no jokeAs I floss my 100 Spokes there's no jokeAs I floss my 100 Spokes there's no jokeAs I floss my 100 Spokes there's no joke[Verse 2: Km.G]When I bought my 100 Spokes, I bought a four fiveJust for a player like the Km, to stay aliveDeep into the hell of a three, but we call it the treyBuilt like Coloride but it's named ChoverletFlowin' and crowin' what I need toTo get though the hood player, or get to my crewAnd meditatin', regulatin' never perpetratin'And plot on these busters, fake, legit' hideFlip my chest when it comes to my rideMy? got 3 wheels, 4 tracks providin'Rules to the gangbang, sounds are givenWestcoast I now you love it, and wish you can live itHere's somethin' about them 100 SpokesWhen they be like dippin', whippin' around, they like wheelin'Freakin' all the freaky rats when they like spinnin'Above The Law givin' it up[Chorus x2: females singing]You got the fliest shitBaby you got air lineBaby you look so fly of, so fly ofOf them 100 Spokes[Outro: DJ Total K-Oss repeats til fade]As I floss my 100 Spokes there's no jokeAs I floss my 100 Spokes there's no jokeAs I floss my 100 Spokes there's no jokeAs I floss my 100 Spokes there's no joke
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