Palm Tree, Palm Tree, it's me, Pretty Bitches, from the L.A.Keep my shop on, it's going downCause gangsters make the world go roundShop what, baby, put it downPalm Tree, Pretty Bitches, it's the CadillacMaking moves through the day, parking all through the nightGangsters make the world go roundShop what, baby, put it downPalm Tree, Pretty Bitches, it's the CadillacMaking moves through the day, parking all through the night626, back up on the sceneShot a motherfucker with a Danny Boy teamKelly Lifestyle, homie, that's the way that I strollMottin' on the block with a Glock, got patrolSunny days, dark nights, on the streets, it's the bestHit the phone, I ain't from that wicked, wicked westPalm Tree, Pretty Bitches, hittin' switches in my rideI got fun and back, inside the sideGlock, Glock, GlockAnd coast up on the Dayton's, while most robbers hatin'Cause they high in the Zane, dissipatin'Meet the road up on the 6th, so much ice, they gettin' wetCertified gangster, princess cut, channel sickYou should stop, drop and roll, if animosity's what you bringCause you fuckin' with the king, that'll drop you in the ringSouthside soldier from that San Gabriel ValleySouthern Nile, Lhasa, Westside, motherfuckin' kid in CaliGangsters make the world go roundShop what, baby, put it downPalm Tree, Pretty Bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' all through the nightGangsters make the world go roundShop what, baby, put it downPalm Tree, Pretty Bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' all through the nightYou got your Bud, blazin' the creamIf you got your drink, yeah, raise the cupAll bullshit aside, get strictly to the pointTell the homie in the back, it's a pass with a jointFill my glass again, bend the corner real quickHit the curb, now I swerve, spillin' drank up all my dayI see the fuckin' cops, so I park and hit the lightsGet a bird huntin' for a suspect with a searchlightMoon bright in the sky, air rushin' in the carRoll up to the dope house, cookin' crack up in the drawWindows boarded up on me so we can't get caughtAnd arsenal full of weapons in case they start makin' shotsOne, two, three, set it, gun jump, back up in the mixOn another mission to run deep up in some literatureSo I jump on the cellar, tryin' to make somethin' crackRollin' from deep two in the front and two in the backGangsters make the world go roundShy boy, baby, blow the damn palmTwins pretty bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' off through the nightGangsters make the world go roundShy boy, baby, blow the damn palmTwins pretty bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' off through the nightThere's a party goin' down, so homie, here we comePop those disrespects, my bottle, yo, they better fuckin' runCause I fear no man, and a bitch I never trustReady to bust, it's a must, all eyes on usTurnin' heads up in the crowd, music bangin' up loudYou know what I'm about, step up and get knocked downHave you steppin' down the barrel to meet your fuckin' mateIf you have a bad bitch, shy boy, it's gonna take herMisunderstandings get handled with violenceSo I suggest you shut your mouth and keep it insideHave you steppin' down the barrel to meet your fuckin' mateSurrounded by chalk, plates wrapped up in tapeLive on the crack, you feelin' bust up, you're fuckin' greatNobody's tryin' to trip, so it's all tip againHigh and dark and heavy like a fuckin' new that they willSo we smash out, blast now, spinnin' 13 strokesHit the shopping with a boo, a blunt, a bomb, wish to pokeGangsters make the world go roundShy boy, baby, blow the damn palmTwins pretty bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' off through the nightGangsters make the world go roundShy boy, baby, blow the damn palmTwins pretty bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' off through the nightGangsters make the world go roundShy boy, baby, blow the damn palmTwins pretty bitches, it's the CadillacMakin' moves through the day, partin' off through the nightGangsters make the world go roundShy boy, baby, blow the damn palmWe'll see you next time..