[Chorus] People see me in the street now They wave at me and they ask me turn my beat down Turn my beat down, turn my beat down I tell em never I forever let my beat pound [Verse 1] I keep my speakers in the trunk just like that yay Everybody where im from like that like that bass Just cant wait till I get that whoopty just to ride threw the hood Buy theyself an amp and hook some woofers up to it If your motor running good and your 808 bumpin Thats all that really matter you cant tell a nigga nothing Nevermind what you ride when its dark outside And theres broads outside, you just park outside Pop your trunk and cut your music up loud Now watch a crowd around bet they dig a nigga now And my beat down low and my top let back Now cut it to the max like I never said that (hey) [Chorus] People see me in the street now They wave at me and they ask me turn my beat down Turn my beat down, turn my beat down I tell em never I forever let my beat pound (hey) Police ask to turn my beat down He let me go, I turn the corner let my beat pound Turn my beat down, wont turn my beat down I tell em never I forever let my beat pound [Verse 2] When my girl ride with me, gotta cover my seat Cuz that thang go to skeetin, and when I cut up my beat Pumpin something Grand Hustle in a 96 bubble Even amplify my tweeters so my music aint muffled Your ass in trouble if u pull up next to me When its really up high you cant hear yourself think Cause my speaker box the biggest trunk sound like a midget Tryna get up out of there 15's stay hittin We be coming from a distance out of everbodys vision They dont matter what I'm playing, I make everybody listen See I'm turning around wondering how I get so loud Ears ringing all day cuz my shit so loud [Chorus] People see me in the street now They wave at me and they ask to turn my beat down Turn my beat down, turn my beat down I tell em never I forever let my beat pound Police ask me turn my beat down He let me go, I turn the corner let my beat pound Turn my beat down, wont turn my beat down I tell em never I forever let my beat pound [Verse 3] When I pull up to the light and my shit so high People mad I dont see them cuz im sitting so high Looking at me like they stupid they cant hear there own music But aint nothing they can do they just gotta listen to it Jackie chan in my trunk just like young dro I love that song cuz the bass so low They be setting off alarms The sound like I drop bombs Pumpin trick www . DUB . com R.I.P. pimp c number 3 ridin dirty Own it first I cut it up and make sure everybody heard it Shaving swerving bumping young jeezy Got him on the map best belive me when you hear me say I got it in my lap In the trap bumpin old B gizzle hot boy Old lady on the porch holling wut is that noise People asking me to cut it off I roll my window down and I tell em it aint nothing dawg [Chorus] People see me in the street now They wave at me and they ask me turn my beat down Turn my beat down, turn my beat down I tell em never I forever let my beat pound
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