D.J. Paul - On Some Chrome lyrics

[Pimp C sample] I got a pocket full of stones... [Intro: DJ Paul] Goin' down Hypnotize Minds! Three 6 Mafia Featurin' UGK Rest in peace Pimp C! Hold up [Hook: Pimp C] (2x) I got a whip that's on that chrome (Gettin' paid motherf**er) Candy drip off that chrome (On them thangs motherf**er) 22 inches on that chrome (Grippin' grain motherf**er) They won't leave us alone (Cocaine motherf**er) [Verse 1: DJ Paul] Now let the pain begin I'm born and bred off in the city of sin The dirty dime, know that Memphis Tenn Where my dudes get throwed Stuff that white up they nose Take that kush, break it down Sprinkle it, then reload Where my homies ride high with a bump in the back Sometimes might ride with a body in the back Man, we clique in the club, our side ain't jokin' In the parking lot, I tote and we're smokin' Then we smash out, dawg, barkin' under the bumper Ten cars deep got it sounding like some thunder Riding 28's with UGK in the back And the smoke still blowin' out the barrel of the gat [Hook] (2x) [Verse 2: Pimp C] First day I got out the slave plantation My n***as and my b**hes gave me a donation Next day bought a spur, sliver not black Chamillionaire gave me his candy-red Lac And all I can remember, I was draped in stones Everyday I drive a Bentley, I put it on that chrome [Verse 3: Bun B] Bun Beata, hopin' out the slab with hundred-karat j**elry Ready to protect it, baby, strapped up with my toolery Boys like to play but I ain't with that tomfoolery I lay 'em down quick, this is just the old school in me They don't wanna see a n***a go, I might not come back When I beat 'em down like a Paul and Juicy drum track [Hook] (2x) [Verse 4: Juicy J] Its the first of the month, I wanna stunt, so playa, I'ma kick it Straight to the car lot, this Cadillac I gotta flip it And I ain't playin' around with these streets, I just unzip and hit it And I ain't payin' for all of the weed, n***a, we gotta split it You on a hood ride, then you ridin' with a bump I got them suicide doors, 26's on the front And that Patron and that Goose, man, I drink it from the hip Cause I'm always at the bar, that's where all my money spent I'm the trap man, trap man Lookin' for a girl with fine cat, man, cat, man I'm ballin' in the club, you know I'm rollin' I'm rollin' I feel like Santa Claus, I bring the hoes in, the hoes in, the hoes in, the hoes in! [Hook] (2x)