ALL CHROME Songtext
von MC Eiht

Yeah

Where we going?


Neighborhood shit
I grew up on the streets where you better scrap back
Slave work for a check screaming fuck that
All for the money so the work job scaled
Bitch get that money heartbreak hotel
I used to push tapes out the trunk of the whip
Flex in the front ot pot for the grip
Mixtape in the deck like train on the poor
Like shooter getting buzz left brains on the floor
I knew a few bitches that like it raw
And she might just shoot like read me ma
Like Groovy motherfuckin′ hoodstar
Hub City you know who we are
Way back when motherfuckers got stripes
Six Five with the rag and a couple loud pipes
Permed out here got a few jail tats
OG program never slay with the rats

My DT said keep it on track
With the 40 ounce model like we come strapped
Miss Daisy got caught in the senseless act
Neighborhood gang ties ten shots from the MAC
I wanna be your girl through the speaker competition
For the sale when you're dealingin′ with a motherfuckin' tweaker
Bad hood rats tryin' to choose OGs
Money and the power one times you′re free
Just another day in the city okay
Make style in the turf put it on display
A 40 ounce rap in the zig-zag heat
38 Speshial with the dope fiend beat
Nig at the spot it′s some money to be made
Work on the fade lil homie got played
And if you run fades in that's another story
Money on deck motherfucker got it for me