This is a song about "Cruisin down the street in my six fo"

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

I pray the lord my guns to keep

G.o.n.z. running down the street

What do i really need

Now we all in the street

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep