Rimz & Tirez

Lyrics

[Intro: Kokane & Defari] So... Alright, alright [Verse 1: Defari] Take a chance, come dance with a cowboy Playin', stopped playin' long time ago with child's toys It's only men in here, deuce-deuce inch Pirelli and Goodyear Niggas sip malt liquor beer They gave me 'Sixth Man of the Year' Came off the bench for Tha Liks Shot the lights out at the championship Big chips, big trips, new fits, my money clip Full of green cheese, my other pocket got green weed Rap niggas, we different individuals Elevate the level of the music and the visuals It's do or die, I need a Priest, call Soopafly Whatever we discuss when we meet's between you and I I'm truly high, red-eyed for the red-eye flight Five hours, eight drinks, I wrote all night, shit Everyday, every night's a saloon Chron blitty, good bottle, million dollar tunes [Chorus: Kokane] Love when you're out there on the ave When you're down 24/7, niggas don't know the half My Romeo's step down on the pedal My back keeps on scraping the metal I be coasting, hitting three wheel motion With my rimz and tirez [Verse 2: Xzibit] I ain't never seen Kevlar flesh (Hell nah) Y'all bitch niggas is flirting and fuckin' with death I was taught to stick with the right, work with the left Never love nothing, never turn snitch and confess Gotta catch me in the heat of the act And run the risk of catchin' three to the back Now try walking with that (Yeah) I ain't goin to the pen for shit Except to snatch up my loved ones to get loose and hop the fence It ain't hard to look hard, snatch up a catalogue Mad dog the niggas that walk up your boulevard (Yeah) But one day, you gon' feel it (What?) I'm a firm believer in the theory "if it bleeds, I can kill it" A hit man for hire, (Yeah) caught up in the crossfire The live wire, leak a nigga like a vampire My Empire roll rimz and tirez Either get with us, forget us, and get behind us, motherfucker [Chorus: Kokane] Love when you're out there on the ave When you're down 24/7, niggas don't know the half My Romeo's step down on the pedal My back keeps on scraping the metal I be coasting, hitting three wheel motion With my rimz and tirez [Bridge: Defari] With my rimz and tirez So low [Verse 3: Goldie Loc & Kokane] Mr. Recycler, (What?) I'm looking for a '62 Chevy And she kinda bad, threw him 6 and I was ready (Whatchu want me to do?) To get spic and span Man, I'm glad you came and got me from that old white man (Good looking) He took me to a spot in Long Beach, hooked me up with four pumps But everybody in the hood can't jump And I change colors when the sun hit me Fix me up, now my owner wanna slang me for 50? Bling bling, now I belong to a Japanese And they was quick to throw me in the magazines I make money, (Huh?) I never broke down, fools tripping (Check it out) How many cars you see in Seoul, on streets dipping? (None) Afraid to get that ass caught slipping (Why?) For me, it was an easy task I kept an engine on my ass with heat under the dash, fool (Peep game) I was born to low ride on rimz and tirez, yeah [Chorus: Kokane] Love when you're out there on the ave When you're down 24/7, niggas don't know the half My Romeo's step down on the pedal My back keeps on scraping the metal I be coasting, hitting three wheel motion With my rimz and tirez Love when you're out there on the ave When you're down 24/7, niggas don't know the half My Romeo's step down on the pedal My back keeps on scraping the metal I be coasting, hitting three wheel motion With my rimz and tirez [Outro: Xzibit & woman] {*phone ringing*} Hello? Hello? Hey, wassup baby, whatchu doin'? Hi, baby, what are you doing? Well, I'm over here workin' in the studio with my homeboys and shit What's happenin' with you? Awh, I'm just thinkin' about you, when are you coming home? Never, bitch! {*X and others laughing in the background*} Ahh, I'm just kiddin', I'm just kiddin', I'm just kiddin' I'm just kiddin', I'm just kiddin'... nah, but for real, what's happenin'? I'm just sittin' here, thinkin' about you, when will you... When are you coming home? Shit, man, we should be done 'round like... 4, 5, 6... 7 in the morning, hah What? You better not be up there with them motherfuckin' bitches