Black Beach Cruiser Lyrics

Aye

Aye what time is it

It's eight thirty

Aye you hear these dudes outside

Naw man somethin' bout to Crack homie for real

Whatever man

Ima shoot to the store

You need something?

Alright

Man!

I woke up in the morning

Heard some trouble in the alley

But this ain't nothing new

Another day in Southern Cali

It's bout to be an issue

I can tell by how they speakin

Walking out the door

Look on the floor

One nigga leakin

This ain't none of my biz

I'm still headed to the store

Another nigga came

Said "where you from"

They let him Know

He didn't like that answer

Now they fading in the street

But one thing he didn't see

His homies came they rollin deep

Really bout to be an issue

Kinda see they wit the business

Niggas really bout to slide

And I ain't tryna be a witness

Got on my Beach Cruiser

Just stayin out the way

Know if I can hit that corner

I might see another day

Now his homies start approaching

Weed and forty's got em buzzin

Heard one say

Stall him out loc that's 2da lil cousin

Then his homie popped the trunk

Eyes full of ill intention

Pushed the pedals on my bike

And started dippin' dippin'

I'm Riding through the street

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Sliding through the streets

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Riding through the streets

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Sliding through the streets

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

I'm bout to hit the corner

Almost to my destination

Tired with no patience

I pull up and guess who waiting

Police start approaching

Say they got a couple questions

I've already learned my lesson

Information they've been stretching

Police I don't roll with

Quick ta say I don't know shiiii

They going in on me

For this information

I won't give

Can't promise me I'm gon live

Tryna make it home

If I'm smart I just might make it

So for now

I'm on my own

They actions I don't condone

Leave me leaking in these streets

Really ain't tryna hear em

These niggas is tryna preach

Here we go wit the questions

What's your name?

Where's the others?

Don't lie

You can trust me

I know you bang

What's yo colors?

So they let me go

Just didn't see what they hoped to find

Clearly had the mean mug

And his patients on decline

Hand rested on his pistol

Eyes full of Ill intention

Pushed the pedals on my bike

And started dippin' I'm gone

I'm Riding through the street

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Sliding through the streets

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Riding through the streets

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Sliding through the streets

On my Black Beach Cruiser

Beach Cruiser

The Beach Cruiser

Aye bro

You ain't gon believe what happen to me today

For real

Nigga no I ain't got yo Fritos man

Aye

Aye fire the studio up tho

For real

I think I got one bro

Yeah

I think I got one

Straight up

Aye

Man!