Sun On The Chrome

[Intro - smooth G-funk synthesizer, deep bass, rare barrel rhythm]

Yes...
G-Ride... in the house
Turn that shit up... Uh-uh
Let this rhythm take its course...
West Side... Can you feel me?
Check it out...

[verse 1]

Six in the morning, the sun is shining on the chrome surface.
One more day, one more dollar, and I'm at ease.
Wear a low-cut white T-shirt.
Get the keys to the garage, it's time to hit the road.
The system is booming, the bass shakes the concrete floor
I drive around the city, but I can't find any haters
As you can see, this thing is lying neatly by my side.
No stupid plainbater would throw himself at me.
You all have thick pockets full of late presidents.
I collect papers, confidently climb up, never fall
I look in the rearview mirror, I feel calm.
Just a cloud of good smoke that I'm leaving behind, come on

[Chorus - open, drawling vocals typical of G-Funk]

We're just going with the flow, with no destination in sight.
(At the lowest level, yes)
I have a fever in my seat, and I'm fine with the money.
(You know I'm fine with money)
All the beauties in the area are waving their hands
(Waving their hands, girl)
Because they know who's in charge on these streets, I'm the man...
yes, I'm the man...

[verse 2]

I drive out onto the boulevard, turn on the hydraulics
I lower my butt, then I twist the front part
Gee-gee's on the corner, they're running away.
They nod their heads because they know I'm a gangsta.
Roll down the windows, let the breeze cool the leather seats
Every traffic light is a stage for these deadly battles.
The baby with the shotgun, she's no doubt on top.
I pour myself a glass while I plan my route.
She knows the rules: no drama, no pranks, no showdowns.
Only good emotions, we spin shoals with a golden leaf
We don't worry about sirens, we don't worry about the law.
When you act like a boss, you don't have a single flaw.

[Chorus - vocoder, extended vocals]

We're just going with the flow, and there's no goal in sight.
(In my opinion, yes)
I have everything right in my head, and the money is in my pocket.
(You know that money is needed)
All the beauties in the area are waving their hands
(Waving their hands, girl)
Because they know who's in charge on these streets, I'm in charge...
yes, I'm in charge...

[Transition - the rhythm slows down a bit, the synthesizer sounds more melancholic]

They watch me move, they see me riding.
I love Kali and I am very proud of it.
From dirt to princes, we paid to be the boss
So if it's not about money, bro, take it as a loss.
Actually... Just take it as a loss...
we're not worried about anything... Nothing at all...

[Final chords, sounds of the street, sirens in the distance, female laughter]

Yes... Just relaxing...
Money, power, respect... That's the code, you know?
Keep your eyes open... And your pockets are bulging.
Yeah...
hello to all my friends...
we're going out...