An Ode to my Favorite Beach Boys Song

Low Riding G (a Hip-Hop Ode to ‘Sloop John B’ by the Beach Boys)


We roll into brick city,
my boys, Teisha and me,
puffing mad blunts as we drove,
drinking Old E,
had to pull out my piece,
this blocks all shot up,
we better roll out

So roll up dem windows yo,
turn up the music loud,
hit up Lil D on the skytel,
rollin on out, rollin on out,
we best roll on out,
this blocks all shot up,
we gotta roll out

some hata’s (haters) got all wack,
my 9 went clack clack clack,
5-0 came in to take us away,
whitey cop pig, why don’t you leave us alone,
this blocks all shot up, we gotta roll out

So roll up dem windows yo,
turn up the music loud,
hit up Lil D on the skytel,
rollin on out, rollin on out,
so roll up dem windows yo,
we best roll on out,
this blocks all shot up,
we gotta roll out

Teisha she got picked up,
but she ain’t spilling shit,
a good ghetto ho she knows whats good,
rollin on out,
we best be rollin on out,
this hood so fucked up, we gotta bust out

So roll up dem windows yo,
turn up the music loud,
hit up Lil D on the skytel,
rollin on out, rollin on out,
this blocks all shot up,
we gotta roll out