Majorr Werk Cartel - Escalade Music Lyrics

I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood

Aint no use in tryin' to play that can probably bring the K bossin
Up ain't shit when ya do it everyday
Got my hood niggas wit me
Holla at cha folk shawty its all good wit me
Hittin up a strip or 2 blowin' thru a zip or 2
Plus you know I keep a clip or 2
Or 3 or even 4 at the green light go gettin money just to blow
I get tah ridin' in them Lac's , don't
Leave the crib without something that click clacks
Hit my boy on his bluetooth
Stop by the store cause my ice needs some new proof

I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood

Ain't no use in tryin to trip I tell em what I grip
Then I might change up the whip
Just like spring to the fall
That gangsta shit knockin' pictures off the wall
I hope you got another nail I got
Wind in my sail, pick my niggas up from jail
Then get back to the mail
I don't know nothing bout no scale
That lava just right for the
Love of the game I'ma f*ck it up tonite
I'm out here strangling the oak
Grind till I'm rich so you know I go for broke finna smoke

I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood

Ain't no use in tryin to stunt ain't no use in tryin to flex
Daddy you know whats coming next
We finna cash mo checks
Burn mo purp shawty load mo techs
Till its time to flip a black card
Girl you lookin good in them jeans nice backyard
And I'm the shit dot com, drop a
Hot bomb put some mo karats in my charm
It's G music nigga face it
Test our gangsta, yeeh ain't finna ace it
Pull up in something tinted, want the
World like face, and everythang in it

I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood
I get my lean on, when ridin' thru the hood
Ridin' thru the hood grippin' Cadillac wood