T-BONE LYRICS - Dippin' Lyrics

[Chorus]
We just dippin'
In the Lincoln
With the homies and the O.G.s trippin'
Off my rims and my chromed out engine
Hydraulics, switches, and the Pioneer system
We just dippin’ 
Hittin’ switches in the 6-4 
Rollin’ deep in the trenches
Sittin’ on chromed out 22 inches
Bumpin’ that west coast sound to the fullest y’all

[Verse 1]
This is what we call gospel, alpha, mega, funky, boogie, disco, music
Made for you to cruise with 
In your Jeep, Cadillac or the Benz 
Down the boulevard strip with your girl and your friends 
Just rollin’ 
West coastin’ 
Hittin’ switches in the ragtop boastin’ 
Just rollin’ on hundred spokes 
Ridin’ with your ken folks 
Bumpin’ this jam and getting high off the Holy Ghost
Smoke 1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 I’m feeling real high
Leanin’ to the side
With the hommie Mista Grimm
In the O.G. gangsta ride
Candy apple with the custom interior
You’re inferior 
When it be comin’ to rippin’ these microphones 
Mi familia 
Is the dopest 
No hocus pocus 
The locust vocalist and most ferocious 
Poet is bogus 
When I spit they hopeless

[Chorus]
We just dippin'
In the Lincoln
With the homies and the O.G.s trippin'
Off my rims and my chromed out engine
Hydraulics, switches, and the Pioneer system
We just dippin’ 
Hittin’ switches in the 6-4 
Rollin’ deep in the trenches
Sittin’ on chromed out 22 inches
Bumpin’ that west coast sound to the fullest y’all

White wall dippin’
Slippin’ down the street
I come equipped with the right spit
For any beat
G style till I see nine
Stickin’ in the Lincoln 
Bendin’ corners without the signal light blinkin’
Sparks from the scrap plate
Bounce, rock, road, skate 
Boney Bone Corleon and the Grimminal
That’s how we marinate original
Lyrically assassinate 
D’s matching the paint job 
Grimm, please elaborate
Your two pumps and battery don’t flatter me
We got enough juice to defy the laws of gravity
Don’t be mad at me
That’s just how we roll
El Camino 
Monte Carlo
Rider 
Freakin’ fought em like a spider
Put the weed to the side
Let me take you higher
And if you ain’t trippin’ on anything we said
Just wait till we pull the show car off the flat bed      

[Chorus]
We just dippin'
In the Lincoln
With the homies and the O.G.s trippin'
Off my rims and my chromed out engine
Hydraulics, switches, and the Pioneer system
We just dippin’ 
Hittin’ switches in the 6-4 
Rollin’ deep in the trenches
Sittin’ on chromed out 22 inches
Bumpin’ that west coast sound to the fullest y’all

I dip (dip)
Bounce (bounce)
Front (front)
Back (back)
Right Dayton spokes in the air as I hit that
C-O-R-N-E-R-T-B-O-N-E-&-M-I-S-T-A-G-R-I
Double M
Rapiando
Gritando 
In the 6-4 
Brincando 
Pitando
At the homies cause me and Grim got flavor
Like asada and cilantro  
Tocando oldies
As we ride slow
Y coriendo 
From the po-po
Somo lo mejore 
Brother
Oh, you didn’t know?
Bout West Covina 
Or Fogtown Frisco
O-riginal
In the classic blastin’ war
Hardcore
With the suicide doors
L-Dog, Riviera, Cutlass
Whatever you in, just keep dippin’ and bump this   

[Chorus]
We just dippin'
In the Lincoln
With the homies and the O.G.s trippin'
Off my rims and my chromed out engine
Hydraulics, switches, and the Pioneer system
We just dippin’ 
Hittin’ switches in the 6-4 
Rollin’ deep in the trenches
Sittin’ on chromed out 22 inches
Bumpin’ that west coast sound to the fullest y’all (x2)