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Hey (Zero to a hundred, nigga, real quick)
Yeah, yeah (Door´s open, man)
Uh (Zero to a hundred, nigga, real quick)
Horny Horns
Uh (Zero to a hundred, nigga, real quick)

Yeah, door´s open, man (Zero to a hundred, nigga, real quick)
Yeah, come on

I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber

Turnt up (Turnt up)
Like a fireman, bitches get burnt up (Burnt up)
Wanna fight, man, we can move furniture
This Westside rollin´ (Rollin´)
Talk that shit (Shit), keep y´all trollin´
Nigga (Nigga), Ice Cube ain´t like them (Uh)
He´s the clash of the titans (Yeah)
Go home with your vikings (Go)
Tell ´em come back, try again

We´ll beat that ass and treat that ass
How Jesus passed three days later at the repass
I´ma burn rubber all on the grass
Fishtails (Fishtails), certified dope, nigga, fish scale (Fish scale)
Young ho ´bout to feel that big toe
Bitch better have my crypto
Ya know, young ho, out the door
When I go, foot to the floor, bitch

I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber

Uh, block off the intersection (Where?)
In all four directions
I´m in my whip with my cousins (Cousins)

Donuts, we got a dozen (Dozen)
Go nuts when we buzzin´ (Buzzin´)
Fuck the fuzz when they fuzzin´ (Fuck ´em)
Come through, drop a gear ´on em
Yeah, I can smell fear on ´em (Fear on ´em)
When I pop this clutch (Yeah)
And bang these gears (Huh) and drop these nuts
Leave my name on the pavement
Pink slips is the pavement
But I don´t want your shit
I don´t want your car, I don´t want your bitch
All I want is my chips
All I want is my dip, all I want is my drip (Yeah)
Don´t trip (Zero to a hundred nigga, nigga, real quick)
We can flip (Come on)
I got a clip (Zero to a hundred nigga, nigga, real quick)

But I´ma jump in my whip, bitch

I´ma burn rubber (And?)
I´ma burn rubber (And?)
I´ma burn rubber (And?)
I´ma burn rubber

I say, "Bye, Felicia"
When I catch bitches by my speakers
Don´t block the meters
With monster ass, will it eat us?
Better run for the hills
But y´all young niggas rather run to the pills (To the pills)
I´m the one with the skills
The one with the one with the guns, with the kills (With the kills)
It´s a car commercial

But I gotta make shit controversial
Can you please alert your
Bitch-ass homies in your circle?
That I won´t hurt you
We off that brown and off that purple
Before I dirt you
I´ll shake your ass, I will skirt you

Yeah, her too
Yeah, huh, before I murk you

I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber
I´ma burn rubber