Reckless Driving歌词

[19 seconds of ad libs to start] [J
Dilla:] Turn me up, a little louder
Get it crunk yeah, let's get 'em riled up
Let's go! This only for my real *****z
Big truck, fill the lane, fifth wheel with it
Stink pink gators, my
Detroit players Game like
A out of 'toire, these boys hate us
We let the morgue-ies tell the whole story
Bounce in the Ford and watch ya hoes board it
Party up, get live with it
Start it up, put it in drive and whip it
Move, *****! Get out the way
I'm bouncin I'm all in and out the lanes
It's not the game, ****in *****z up
Like what tigga-what tigga-what tigga-WHAT~! "The
Low End Theory, " all you feel is the bottom
You ain't gotta wait to chop, the
Dilla's got 'em Better get 'em, where you at bro?
Say Dilla hang corners in a 'Llac bro
Cake boys doin it big, we outta control
This one is for the real *****z out on the roll
Let's go! [Chorus: x2]
Get live, reach for the sky
For the real *****z with the beat in the ride
You can turn your bass up another notch if you want