[Intro: Cold 187um] Man, I'm at the light, man n***as is mad dogging I'm looking at the light, I'm looking at them n***as I'm looking at the light, I'm looking at their b**hes I'm looking at the light, I'm looking at my sh** I'm thinking this sh** is real This sh** is real [Cold 187um] Yeah Now tell me who wanna step to the real As I'm beatin' down they block with my clip ready to trip, ugh yeah Cause player haters getting chin checked quick Running off, with the mouth, like the jealous groupie b**h, yo I'mma jack him for his motherf**ing loot His house, his b**h and his motherf**ing Lexus Coupé Well, if you k**ed me you can have all that But if not, don't be surprised who that missle been launched at Cause in the cell, realest they can't get n***a, check your nuts cause you f**ed, ugh yeah And then it's just like you all taking mild Cause they don't give a f** about your b**h or your child Have you all tied up in the house Dynamite rip your a** with a gauge in your mouth Mad as f**, cause you're squealing like a b**h But they gonna k** everybody, before somebody snitch Now, everybody's getting hit up Cause some bullsh** got twisted and got messing your f** Because you cats playing dumb Me and my n***as was out When I was rolling in the Candy blue 'llac on whips I be the player for life, ride I get love from the blue and the red side So lay them out all over my gun smoke I never slipped when I'm rolling on my 100 Spokes, b**h [Chorus: PEE GEE singing] (x2) You got the fliest sh** You got air lines You look so fly of, so fly of Of them 100 Spokes [Hook: Cold 187um] (x4) As I floss my 100 Spokes there's no joke [KM.G] When I bought my 100 Spokes, I bought a four five Just for a n***a like the KM, to stay alive Deep into the motherf**ering three, but we call it the trey Built like Coloride but it's name My Choverlet Flowing and crowing what I need to To get though the hood, n***a, or get to my crew And meditate, and regulate, never perpetrate And plot on these busters, they gets fate Legit, hard, works this sh** when it comes to them riders My Anchor got 3 wheel, funk track provider Rules to through motherf**ing sounds I'm giving Westcoast I know you love it and wish you can live it Hear something about them 100 Spokes When they be like dipping, whipping around delight women Freaking all the freaky b**hes when they're like spinning Above the Law giving it up [Chorus: PEE GEE singing X2] [Outro] {repeats until fade} As I floss my 100 Spokes there's no joke