Cruisin’

[Verse 1: Drezus]
I'm back, baby, like what's up?
Stomp on the beat, now you know you're in trouble
So rock by the beat, got me throwin' the cup up
Smokin' palm trees got me throwin' the dup up
We boutta house party, what you hittin' the club for?
LightningCloud boutta show up on the love love
I love how the west coast bang
From Vance City down to East L.A
Goin' pop for me ma, let it touch that floor
Never seen a native like this before
This that raw, no flake boy when I flip that boy
They ain't tryna see that weak shit no mo'
Let me break it down for ya
By the time I touch down got a pound for me
All my west coast homies hold it down for me
Put it in the air like it ain't a thang, homie

[Chorus: Crystle Lightning & MC Red Cloud]
Left hand on your cup, put your right hand up
Get yo' back up off the wall
When you in my hood, baby it's all good
Give your big homegirl a call
You'll find me in my low rida (just cruisin')
Headed to the all-nighter (just, just cruisin')
East, west, southsida, or the north high up
Everybody fired up (just cruisin')

[Verse 2: MC Red Cloud]
Yeah, let me see you put your hands in the sky for the immortal Indians, Drezus, Crystle, and I
Put your pistols in the air, let your bullets hit the sky
Oh you wanna hear your boy, right?
Yeah, one time from the lightning cloud clap
We be hustlin' all day, player grindin' all night
We be rockin' these Nikes for the rest of our life
I know you wanna hear the crew, right?
Reincarnated, dawg, we the Fugees
Throw in a feather, bandana-headed, uzi
Turquoise-silver be the belt buckle bougie
A Harley in the budget of a Tarantino movie
Hundred ground since digital's packet man
I bet you had a stunt, young Jackie Chan
Boy, I'm a believer, use the law of attraction to bring the music to your ears

[Chorus: Crystle Lightning & MC Red Cloud]
Left hand on your cup, put your right hand up
Get yo' back up off the wall
When you in my hood, baby it's all good
Give your big homegirl a call
You'll find me in my low rida (just cruisin')
Headed to the all-nighter (just, just cruisin')
East, west, southsida, or the north high up
Everybody fired up (just cruisin')
You'll find me in my low rida
Headed to the all-nighter
East, west, southsida, or the north high up
Everybody fired up (just cruisin')
Just cruisin'
Just, just cruisin'
Just cruisin'
Just, just cruisin'