Lincoln (feat. Left Brain & Mike G) - Explicit Album Version

[Hook]
 I was rollin' through the ghetto
 In my Lincoln Continental
 Blowin' Kush smoke out the window
 What you think my windows tint for?
 [Mike G]
 It go drastic
 Measures in a tale so tragic
 Follow formula 64 as you trail my tracks
 Bitch, there's nothin' more pleasant than gettin' paid on point
 Pretty bitches with gold grills just to hold my joints
 I make 'em plead
 As the director says scene
 New words, don't say my name
 I just make 'em say king
 Four rings on that motherfuckin' wood grain wheel
 Raw, I'm Johnny Law, but you should check my appeal
 Once upon a time not too far back
 There was a young wolf pack
 That grew up in a lack
 Syd left King
 And Ace played Black Jack
 Bitches be talkin' shit
 That's how you end up smacked
 I'm after chips
 And if we eating then I'm after your bitch
 Ain't no cost, just pimpin' player
 You should be after the risk
 We winnin' like there ain't no other way to play the game
 All I hang around is zeros
 Figure my checks should look the same
 [Hook]
 I was rollin' through the ghetto
 In my Lincoln Continental
 Blowin' Kush smoke out the window
 What you think my windows tint fo'?