2 MPH

Comin down grippin grain diamonds up against the wood

Tops drop blades chop trunk is popped

I'm lookin good

Swangin down the boulevard chunky deuce the fifth is shinin

The queen is ridin shotgun and

Finger's behind me

So never you mind me

I'm just hustling grindin

My pockets are heavy and my diamonds are blindin

My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that

I'm readyI'll die for my family dog but

I'll kill for my fair day

R I P to my baby bro

UGK untilIt ain't no stopping this movement you lose on the real

Cause we keeping it trill that's from ashes to dust

We got paper to make and fake n***a's asses to bust

If you down for your hood and you bangin that

ScrewPut your sets in the sky cause this one is for you

Keep on keepin it true f**k haters and again

Leanin to the side you cain't speed through

Two miles per hour so everybody sees you

Candy on my big wheel yeah man

I'm still a kid

Twenty six rims same age as me can you dig

Ridin down the block knockin pictures off your wall

Paul WallAlpine speakers in my grill on blast

Like my boys in

Texas hittin corner on them slabs

Seat laid back you know how us pimps be

Keep your head up

Bun B rest in peace

Pimp CA mill' on mine rolled back to back and young millionaires we haven't scratched

Rhyme through the hood and habitat candy paint look like some cabbage patch

Haters hot they mad at that

Chamillionaire how

F A B get that

Two dimes in a car how bad is that

King of the jungle you an alley cat

Prince of the coast brought

Cali back just threw some

D's on a Cadillac

Smoke so much got cataracts been rollin up for a matter of fact

F A B get love where

F A B is at from the

Bay to the

South where them slabs is at

Oakland down to

It's gon' be

F A C T to the

Feds gon' mess with me

And F A B when they see mixtape money yes they pay me

Mugabe Inspector

G bring 'em all cause they cain't get me

Ten vehicles parked in the yard pick your choice

I'll get that key

Take that jet out to

West let's swang and get our swerve on

Hit that strip in my whip gon' strip and let them sexy curves show

Vehicle sittin very low pimp that caddy very slow

I'm leanin to the side sideways sittin crooked

My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin

I'm beatin down the block givin the streets an a*s whoopin

Peep the way a player move take notes lil young un

I'm movin slow mo' leanin off a potent fo'

Pistol in my lap plus another one in the side do'

You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe

Gettin cake and stackin up that paper

I need mo'Sippin sippin on lean sippin sippin on bo'