Dj Quik - Trapped on The Tracks lyrics

Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks They want the inches Take these and smash, smash We might as well call this the crashed building Dont woryy I come with it No doubt they gone specific I dont think I wanna hit it Tossin in this beat Weve been drinkin all day long And theres no telling what well do Cause we roll up, roll up And n***a we dont need no hold-ups All the boys they are low here Tell them n***az not to come here Flickin up Dont spouse, spouse n***az out on these streets And theres no telling what theyre gonna do I ride you up I see you, I see you Im sending you love , and your jokes I shout at the n***a Cause they came here to a**ist at the plot Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks When it comes to be solid I am one of the hardest Ill be in... chillin Like Im the f**ing artist When they see Dont start it Pull out for those departed The ones with the hustle providing the muscle I can go further I wanna draw a machine d** Shouldnt be tough like a machine pump Look at that rubs On the top of that jug Im o stage co*kin that gage These n***az are on the same page And make nasty sh** to your bed Smashin on it, epilepsy We us,we us Stay us And well never gonna trust Never enough Will see us Still got ga** Come fast, fast ,fast Im just seein enough Atmosphere bein eaten enough About to blow Fukushima Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks The busines that I m about to make Dont treat me like Im Jessie J Ive been searchin through these rooms And I found a book Man it aint no loss forever Im gonna get us In the morning you n***az dont wanna Dont wanna cross so you can track If Im not in the metro Im lickin up these bars Drinkin and pourin liquor Smoking domestig bugs Champagne you know thats my thing But you can keep your search We party secret Sundays Thats L.A.s escapade I was with chicks and homies Player for life Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped, trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Trapped on the tracks Rollin out