Released on August 1, 1994

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[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]

Rolled down the window and smoke, smoke

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga

Dodge, nigga


[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]

Drive-by, hangin' up out the window, smokin' on the indo

Gotta get them fools 'cause they gave the cops a little info

Nine on my waistline, I get high, gun on my thigh

Ridin' low, scoopin' up niggas in the hood that said they wanna go

Gotta roll backstreets, smokin' a junt with my nigga Mac T

Al in the backseat lookin' for niggas we might wanna creep

Ridin', blazin', rollin' through Frayser, step to me and we gon' squab

Nothin' but some born gangsters, hesitate, can't wait to rob

Nigga be wonder why Tommy be clicked up, but sometimes, mane, that's just the way that I am

If you duck you still messed up, that ain't gon' help protect yourself

Now it's just you against my gas pedal and my break

And since you shot all through Four Corners, this is the last breath you'll take

Now you're runnin' through people yards, scared, you gon' end up dead

Jumpin' gates but you can't escape this laser infrared

Spray your ass, just like they did Ricky on that Boyz In The Hood

Fool, 'cause I'm comin' out that sunroof with some fire

It's a drive-by (Drive-by)

[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

When we see 'em, we gon'

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

[Verse 2: Mac T Dog, Tommy Wright III & Both]

Nigga, duck, 'cause it's a Drive-by

Pass the Glock, watch I chop your head off

Shoot a trick, caused his dead, comin' like a horror flick

Get a car, hit LeMoyne, ballin' on expressway, though

Cheefin', mane, I'm insane, then we makin' gangster stains

Spot a fool, he got a key, hook up on Lakers Street

Start the prep-game, fuck with chump change

Want your shit, I'm vampin', mane

Downtown Bound, that's where I'm found, with a half a pint of Crown

Drunk as hell, can't you tell? Them folks see me, you goin' to jail

Stopped at Tree, get in the ride, see you, trick, I'm outie five

Shot that fool in the eye (Why?) 'cause I did a drive-by

[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

When we see 'em, we gon'

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

[Verse 3: Mac T Dog, Tommy Wright III & Both]

Nigga, run, 'cause we headed to the scene, as I run up in the pathway

Cock my nine Glock, hit 'em off at the alleyway

Tommy popped the clip into the chrome plated .44

Keep some extra bullets 'cause you know, we finna get 'em, though

Ridin' in the car, flat, paranoid, loced out

.30-30 in my hand to run up in a trick house

Keep my Hooptie on 'cause I'm finna do a drive-by

Stain after stain, I'm collectin' my M-O-N-E-Y

Sippin' on my brew as I tamper with my .44

Slowly but surely to get you trick and send you to your funeral

Bullets to your dome 'cause I'm constantly peelin' caps back

Me and my roadie Tommy finna spray these tricks like Cracker Jacks

Once again, rollin' in my Hooptie, somebody finna die

See you, trick, I got to vamp, I'm finna do a drive-by

[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

When we see 'em, we gon'

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

When we see 'em, we gon'

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

When we see 'em, we gon'

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

[Outro: Tommy Wright III & Kingpin Skinny Pimp]

So you haters better

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga, dodge, nigga

Joe

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga, dodge, nigga

Lucky

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga, dodge, nigga

Traxx

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga, dodge, nigga

X Camp, watch me

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga, dodge, nigga

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

Heh, before you know it, I'ma

Duck, nigga, dodge, nigga, dodge, nigga

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

Pulled out on 'em, while I

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

There that nigga go, so it's time to

Roll down the window and smoke, smoke

Smoked