On them thangs
Majestics and them niggas from the southside
Thousand in my pocket, yayo I rock it
Summertime just ain't known for the weather
On them thangs
Won't hesitate to let loose niggas broke the gang truce
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
Bustin' ho's 'cause you can't miss if you let 'em twist
It's hot 'cause niggas bring out shit they put together
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
13 to 14 7's can't miss
In a Rag Top that and a hard top this
Get the hammer, be sure that yo' strap ain't a jammer and as long
But I still roll my deuce that hang like a noose
On them thangs
Mafia for life individuals and Damus Ride
All day long, gold or all chrome it's on
When in the streets I keep my heat on my seat, no doubt about it
Everybody got a plaque given pub to they car club
So keep yo' stocks on if you can't fade these
Bendin' corners caravaning like 50 strong
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
So get you a set of them what we call Dana's
Fuck the hour, it's all about the money and the power
So I bang it, make the 20's slide when I swang it
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
And see for yo'self all the bitches they brang us
Keep my lond clean so the car hops can jock it
In that surplus gear like the G of the year
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
Old Chevy's to Cadillacs on twisters and Doves
On them thangs
On them thangs
Just dippin' hittin' switches knockin' hood rat bitches
Ain't about set trippin', no bloodin', no crippin'
It don't stop for Mack, it's the same ol' same ol'
Crank up the bumptie bumps 4 gates and square dumps
But on some shit you got to let 15-8's twist
On them thangs
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
On the 'Shaw, every Sunday night just to clown on them thangs
On them thangs
Front back side to side and that three wheel shit
On them thangs
On them thangs
You out to get 'em 'cause the tires come with 'em
On them thangs
Hit the switch up and down, make the bumper drag the ground
Cut the wheel right to left and make the ass end slide
New school to old school, get their ride on
It's my Afrikan express, I don't leave home without it
As ain't nuthin' wrong then beat I'm on
I got them for eight [Incomprehensible]
But they ain't for busters only hogs roll D's
On them thangs
Danas gold as I lay low, twisting like a tornado
D's, I'm on 'em, killas they want 'em
Lick it once, lick it twice as nice when I hang it on them thangs
Chevy trucks and 'em, El Caminos anybody want Danas
As I'm rollin' out of control and smoking humps
As I watch for the lick, I got the switch to make me hit
Now all the riders ride and skate from side to side on them thangs
