Letras
Still reppin the gang
Still hoggin' up the lanes
Still my trunk gon' bang
Still grippin' the grain
We still swervin' and swang
Still reppin' my city
Triple D stand with me
Grind mode let's get it Grind@holic been in me
Still hoggin' up the lanes
Still my trunk gon' bang
Still grippin' the grain
We still swervin' and swang
Still reppin' my city
Triple D stand with me
Grind mode let's get it Grind@holic been in me
You know who it is yea I'm still on my grind
In a box Chevy with tha seats on recline
Clutching on my 40 all you niggas do is slime
You trying to catch up but I'm dripping like Heinz
Oak cliff baby triple D on mine
U say that we hating but it's all in yo mind
The shit be funny niggas crying online
Get back on yo grind u wasting to much time
It's almost summer and you know how we ride
All white seats looking just like a bride
Tha Paint candy red like a rose that died
If a nikka say he better then the nigga just lied
Thought about the forgi
but the spokes got a better ride
Stars on the ceiling like the sky came inside
Swerve when I slide when I swang I glide
Somebody call the coroner
cuz my 5th wheel just dyed
Still hoggin' up the lanes
Still my trunk gon' bang
Still grippin' the grain
We still swervin' and swang
Still reppin' my city
Triple D stand with me
Grind mode let's get it Grind@holic been in me
Still hoggin' up the lanes
Still my trunk gon' bang
Still grippin' the grain
We still swervin' and swang
Still reppin' my city
Triple D stand with me
Grind mode let's get it Grind@holic been in me
They still walk with a attitude
I'm stepping hard in my gratitudes
Stand on business I'm switching shoes