Slapp

[Hook: Rashad] I'm in ya lane with my Lac Woofers banging in the back Turn it up make it slapp Turn it up make it slapp Turn it up make it slapp I'm in ya lane with my Chevy Bass banging so heavy Hope the whole world hear me Make it slapp yeah Turn turn it up yeah Make it slap yeah Make it slapp Make it slapp [Verse 1: Stalley] SS digital dash, bucket seats Pipes hanging off the ass, trunk going gorilla The whole box frame rattling glass 5 M-P-H down the ave Doors swinging eyes hanging off the paint job Sunlight flicker Stars give the same mirage bending corners hard, showing off Foot hanging through the door 500 horses stomping Got the whole hood banging, bet they hear me out in Compton Right here from Harsh Ave Where it all started at Monster truck extended cab 73 Caprice chopping Niggas lose they mind when they see the slab Boppers love to hear it slapp TV's in the front and back Pulling off 10 deep That's how we be rolling out showing out 15's 18's we be blowing out Volume to the max Never ever holding back Weak niggas think they doing something until I pull up and drown em out [Hook] [Verse 2: Stalley] Still unruly when we come through your residential Alpines beatin 18's cracking pencils Shatter muscle car dreams When the Chevy Impala leans From the flick of the switch Make it start dancing down the streets Like in New Orleans sounds like a second line is in the backseat Brass trumpet tooting Noise polluting Dayton spokes cruising Flip flop shine Got the block feuding on what color I'm riding Sunk so low it looks like I'm hiding Queen passenger seat riding Car reflects everything that I am Classic and old school mixed with new school Fully dressed new shoes cleaner than a whistle be Every time I pull up, stares, like they was missing me Sitting so high you need stairs when you enter the V Looking down at my competition Remember when I didn't have a pot to piss in Now I got windows to throw it out of And 12 door speakers to blare it out of [Hook x2]