Mike G. Lincoln (Feat. The Internet & Left Brain)

[Hook]I was rollin’ through the ghettoIn my Lincoln ContinentalBlowin’ Kush smoke out the windowWhat you think my windows tint for?[Mike G]It go drasticMeasures in a tale so tragicFollow formula 64 as you trail my tracksBitch, there’s nothin’ more pleasant than gettin’ paid on pointPretty bitches with gold grills just to hold my jointsI make ‘em pleadAs the director says sceneNew words, don’t