Haystacks Car Fulla White Boyz Lyrics

Car Fulla White Boyz Lyrics

(Intro)

It's time to step out on the scene

Raise some hell.

Drunk as a bicycle 

Can't you tell?

Can't even see straight 

I'm cranked as hell

Gone on that ga-green

Can't you smell?

Step out the backseat of a '78 Chevelle

Club wasn't jumpin so we had
to bail.



Fixen ta check out the next pot,

My clicka's about
to rec-shot.

We don't dance we just bop,

You run up, you get
dropped.

Parkin lot's crunk, thugs and the drug-pushers,

Yea you
know the steal-low, blunts in the sub-woofers.

Car fulla' white boys,
there's no doubt.

Theres some shit go down, slim be the first one out.

Locked up wit a fool three times his size,

What you need on your team
when it's time to ride. (Get 'it)

A buncha dirty white boys, that's not
from the gangs,

we gonna take yo ass to war, like Sadaam Hussein.



If you kick my ass, you got ta do it again,

Everytime that you
see me, till I finally win.

And then, I'm kickin your ass, until I'm
content,

You gon' be walkin around for months wearing my finger
prints.



I'm none of them goofy, white boys from the movies,

Talk shit and have to shoot ya, (you hardcore?) Absolutely.

Take it
across your face wit the nick gold-plated,

I think my jaw juss got
dis-located by...



(Chorus)

It's on for tonight, boy,

(Car fulla white boys)

All units, be on the lookout for...

(Car
fulla white boys)

It's on for tonight, boy,

(Car fulla white
boys)

(Sirens sound)

(Car fulla white boys)

It's on for
tonight, boy,

(Car fulla white boys)

Dispatch, we got a visual on
the...

(Car fulla white boys)

It's on for tonight, boy,

(Car
fulla white boys)

(Sirens sound