Letras
That's right
This is for the OGs (OGs)
And the OG lowriders (Lowriders)
Ha, and for me, it's Mr. Capone-E (uh)
Kickin' back with Rosie and The Originals (Originals)
Ha, talkin' 'bout, my angel baby
Angel baby, my angel baby
Ooh-hoo, I love you, ooh-hoo, I do
No one could love you like I do
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, in my low-low, 63', 64'
Gotta go, pedal to the floor, gotta show po-po's
Outsiders, hoppin' and poppin' and droppin' non-stop, and
When I pop it, shotgun, slip it, rip it, dip it, flip it, trip it
It's like we're ridin', glidin'
Ooh, take a breath, what's next? It's pelon
Capone talkin' about my carro, follow me to the strip, simon
Bad to the bone, when I get it on, like Marvin Gaye
But stay away from my chrome homes, 'cause you scratch it, then you'll pay
By the way, my paint job is detailed with primer
With an extra coat, stroke, true blue, with the shiny, tiny spoke wires
In the Empire, to my SGV, to the O.C, L.A., angel baby
It's the 818, what's up, G?
To the 805, lowridin' with the underworld family
Angel baby, my angel baby
Ooh-hoo, I love you, ooh-hoo, I do
No one could love you like I do
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Zip, zip, zip, ridin' low, with the Hi Power Soldiers
Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps, and Scrappy Loco
Gotta roll, roll, roll, use a slow stroll
Now you know from bikes to lows, lows to bikes
It's on tonight, Mr. Capone-E, is on sight
By the way, it's another day, cruisin' down the highway
Saturday, Sunday, sideways, pancake it on a one-way
Oops, Jura pulled me over, hey, hey
Give me a ticket, but I ain't trippin'
Mr. officer, car show is where I'm headed
Instead of harrassin' me, go after the
Car jacker because his car belongs to me
Angel Baby is my old-school lowrider
Got Lexo X-4s, but I need something tighter
What do you desire, straight gangster going crazy
Hynas loves me, but I love my angel baby
Angel baby, my angel baby
Ooh-hoo, I love you, ooh-hoo, I do
No one could love you like I do
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Now it's six o'clock, gotta hit the spot
When it pops, car hops and drops, goin' non-stop
Watch out for the cops, Tommy's Burgers' where park and stop
Look at them girls with the mini skirts
But my angel baby stays by my side, and never ever will she flirt
Drinkin' by the curb, cops work
Placas coming, disperse, what's worse
Pull me over again, and they can't wait just to get, count to ten
They send us over, now we're back again
Whatcha, uh, and the night ain't done
Rosie and the Originals in my deck, what's next? We're on a good one
Now it's time to go back, lay back, cruise to the valle
Roll through my calles, hynas follow us on the highway
Ay guey, they're fine, but my rides amaze me
Party over here, by my garage, is parked my angel baby
Angel baby, my angel baby
Ooh-hoo, I love you, ooh-hoo, I do
No one could love you like I do
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo