Bumpin’ My Music

Lyrics

[Intro] That's right, uh... Recognize real, Ghet-o-Vision, nigga Cleveland, open up your doors! [Verse 1: Ray Cash] I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88 Wit' a ounce, but I'm bouncin' like I'm out here movin' weight Bone and Biggie in the Pioneer, as I reminisce Before that it was "D'evils" took 'em back to '96 I went down to Houston for some face, Mary Jane What a coincidence, I'm blowin' Swishers, doin' the same thing Six-hundred for some big O's, 400 degrees I'm a ho, Player's Club, Ice Cube, Master P And since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK Ridin' dirty, lookin' for that high life, pimp, what more can I say? I'm just stickin' and movin', under my seat is my tool, and I keep it for any nigga wanna be trippin' or foolin' I'm just bumpin' my music as I'm spinnin' the bend I'm bumpin' *Pac*, "Picture Me Rollin'" without spillin' my Henn' Yeah... yeah, now as I spin and I bend I'm bumpin' *Pac*, "Picture Me Rollin'" without spillin' my Henn' [Chorus] I'm just bumpin' my music... music... music.. Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow I'm just bumpin' my music... music... music.. Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear the speakers blow [Verse 2] Now back to the '84 big body 2-door No blades on the muh'fucker but it still roll Memba' what told you what I had stashed in the dash Back in the past? Well...now I got two O's "Freaky Tales," Too $hort, Comin' Out Hard Doors wide open, kids dancing in the yard While I'm stuntin' like Evel Knievel man Bumpin' Cutlass, Monte Carlos and Regals, man Rollin' in "slow mo", like the whole block screwed "Lacville '79," bumpin' Devin the Dude On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly And right before I cut her, it was "Confessions" from Usher She ain't used to a thug, she love the way I ride While I'm bumpin' "My Life" by Mary J. Blige See, I damn near cried day Rick James died See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep bumpin' [Chorus] I'm just bumpin' my music... music... music.. Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow I'm just bumpin' my music... music... music.. Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear the speakers blow [Interlude: Scarface] Yeah... Facemob is in the buildin' I'm in the area Hey, I like that shit you on, ya dig? But I got some shit I'mma put you on I'mma put you on that shit I be on [Verse 3: Scarface] It was like FUCK THE POLICE, comin' straight from the underground A young nigga blowin' big comin' down A Nigga With the Attitude, Eazy, Ren, Dre, and Cube Creepin' up the avenue, that's how you had to do YES... I'm the rhythm, the rebel Without a cause, never lowerin' my level I'm on some Chuck D shit from P.E Six in the mornin', I hustle with Ice-T Six in the evenin', I'm chillin' wit' Willie D Leavin' out the nickel, I'm bumpin' some Kool G. Rap Back to the neighborhood, shoot me some craps I'm fuckin' wit' that pluck wit' the Kool-Aid pack And now I got a brother by the name of Warren Lee Hot shot Regal illegal like Marley I get down like I'm BDP Ass blaster like Blastmaster, cock and squeeze [Chorus] I'm just bumpin' my music... music... music.. Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow I'm just bumpin' my music... music... music.. Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow