Sly Polaroid - That Thang On Me lyrics

[Intro: Alan Awesome] 'Kay I'm ridin' 'round with that thang on me Okay I'm ridin' 'round with that thang on me Okay I'm ridin' 'round with that thang on me [Hook: Alan Awesome] A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star Ridin' 'round with that thang on me (x4) (Verse 1: Alan Awesome) Now all my n***as thugs, the streets they show me love These n***as trynna' f** my sister juss' to get the plug I keep a 30 on my lap everytime I'm pullin' up My b**h be tweakin' doe like "Awesome put that up" I say "Shawty wuuut?", this b**h must be nuts All this ice around my neck they gon' try to stick me up But I don't give no f**, I juss' load 'em up Send a n***a to the reaper then I see the judge That's why I'm ridin' 'round with that thang on me Big 'ol L's if a n***a wanna bang on me I got a hunnit shots, some shirts put ya' name on 'em You can catch me in the trap (?) 'caine on me Now this a shout-out too my block n***a Now this a shout-out if you shot a n***a (x2) [Hook: Alan Awesome] A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star Ridin' 'round with that thang on me (x4) [Verse 2: Lil Herb] Ridin' 'round with that thang on me Hunnit shots don't need aim homie Any n***a try to play around I lay 'em down for the gang homie On the 9 servin' 'caine homie Ess** Ave. where I bang homie so dont ride through I got that thang on me and I'm in the field with the same brodies I got lots of money so I hit the club with a different Rollie' Run up on me we gon' leave em holey You know C-Money got that Eagle on him You don't really wanna see me homie I know you really wanna be me homie You know I'm spendin' stacks so easy homie and yo' baby-mama wanna freak me homie But dont keep it homie I'm chillin' (?) and they sweepin' homie This 40 Cal. will leave you weepin' homie And I know why yo' b**h so freaky homie 'Cuz I got Louie for the sneakers homie I'm ballin' while you in the bleachers homie So you make thousands in a weekend homie, while I make thousands for a feature homie [Hook: Alan Awesome] A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star Ridin' 'round with that thang on me (x4) [Verse 3: Sly Polaroid] Ridin' 'round with that thang on me Every one of my chains on me, put a stain on me b**h you ready for your tombstone with yo' name on it? Collect the rest of my extras, not a dime short I go insane That presser next to that dresser, and that (?) for that foreign thang My young n***as done lost it, whatever lines they cross it We got John Gotti them bosses yes we John Gotti them bosses! Eastside that's a muf**a' Get deep-fried in that muf**a' Police die in that muf**a' n***as cease fire in that muf**a' My sweat made for them slugs sprayed and my blood made for that drug trade, these gloves made for that blood-take and that plug made for that floodgate The Devil dance with my spirit Lord don't pa** it on to my children Real life in my lyrics A hunnit shots, period [Hook: Alan Awesome] A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star A hunnit' shots up out that foreign car You think you see a stain 'cuz you haven't seen a star Ridin' 'round with that thang on me (x4)