[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 I´m from like that like that bass Just can´t 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 that´s all that really matter you can´t tell a nigga nothing Nevermind what you ride when it´s dark outside And there´s 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 [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/RCF2 ] Even amplify my tweeters so my music ain´t muffled Your ass in trouble if u pull up next to me When it´s really up high you can´t 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 don´t 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 don´t see them cuz I´m sitting so high Looking at me like they stupid they can´t hear there own music But ain´t 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 ain´t 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