Low Class Conspiracy Lyrics
| Song | Low Class Conspiracy |
| Artist | Quasimoto |
| Album | The Unseen |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see whats happening | |
| Smoking a lot in the car turn on some rappen | |
| Start to freestyle we be up on our way | |
| Finish up the blunt | |
| [Madlib] Somebody pass me that tray | |
| [Quasimoto] | |
| Get on the freeway yo its after dark | |
| Letting all kinds of speed cars pass | |
| Just so they can harass our black asses | |
| The Police pulling us over for no reason | |
| Searching the car,like it's nigga hunting season | |
| Yeah, around... asking about where's the pound.. | |
| Where's the gun, are y'all niggaz on the run? | |
| You got warrants? | |
| Y'all ready for some informin'? | |
| That's how they be cracking, it seems like they be actin' | |
| Except it's real life, rushing up your residence | |
| Searching your crib, man they can't find no evidence | |
| [Quasimoto] | |
| The other day Mr. Buddha had this plan | |
| Kick brands so the whole crew could expand | |
| They all wanted me to drive the getaway car | |
| I was like fuck it, I ain't got no dough anyway | |
| They started to plant in my garage | |
| As they get large | |
| Start to gather the entourage | |
| My niggaz straight hit the bank | |
| With so much money you couldn't even get that smell out | |
| I got laced with thirty G's | |
| To keep it free's | |
| Plus a nigga ratted so far on a breeze | |
| Police talking about where's the dead president | |
| I said fuck y'all, y'all ain't got no evidence |
| zuo qu : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see whats happening | |
| Smoking a lot in the car turn on some rappen | |
| Start to freestyle we be up on our way | |
| Finish up the blunt | |
| Madlib Somebody pass me that tray | |
| Quasimoto | |
| Get on the freeway yo its after dark | |
| Letting all kinds of speed cars pass | |
| Just so they can harass our black asses | |
| The Police pulling us over for no reason | |
| Searching the car, like it' s nigga hunting season | |
| Yeah, around... asking about where' s the pound.. | |
| Where' s the gun, are y' all niggaz on the run? | |
| You got warrants? | |
| Y' all ready for some informin'? | |
| That' s how they be cracking, it seems like they be actin' | |
| Except it' s real life, rushing up your residence | |
| Searching your crib, man they can' t find no evidence | |
| Quasimoto | |
| The other day Mr. Buddha had this plan | |
| Kick brands so the whole crew could expand | |
| They all wanted me to drive the getaway car | |
| I was like fuck it, I ain' t got no dough anyway | |
| They started to plant in my garage | |
| As they get large | |
| Start to gather the entourage | |
| My niggaz straight hit the bank | |
| With so much money you couldn' t even get that smell out | |
| I got laced with thirty G' s | |
| To keep it free' s | |
| Plus a nigga ratted so far on a breeze | |
| Police talking about where' s the dead president | |
| I said fuck y' all, y' all ain' t got no evidence |
| zuò qǔ : Madlib, Quasimoto | |
| Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see whats happening | |
| Smoking a lot in the car turn on some rappen | |
| Start to freestyle we be up on our way | |
| Finish up the blunt | |
| Madlib Somebody pass me that tray | |
| Quasimoto | |
| Get on the freeway yo its after dark | |
| Letting all kinds of speed cars pass | |
| Just so they can harass our black asses | |
| The Police pulling us over for no reason | |
| Searching the car, like it' s nigga hunting season | |
| Yeah, around... asking about where' s the pound.. | |
| Where' s the gun, are y' all niggaz on the run? | |
| You got warrants? | |
| Y' all ready for some informin'? | |
| That' s how they be cracking, it seems like they be actin' | |
| Except it' s real life, rushing up your residence | |
| Searching your crib, man they can' t find no evidence | |
| Quasimoto | |
| The other day Mr. Buddha had this plan | |
| Kick brands so the whole crew could expand | |
| They all wanted me to drive the getaway car | |
| I was like fuck it, I ain' t got no dough anyway | |
| They started to plant in my garage | |
| As they get large | |
| Start to gather the entourage | |
| My niggaz straight hit the bank | |
| With so much money you couldn' t even get that smell out | |
| I got laced with thirty G' s | |
| To keep it free' s | |
| Plus a nigga ratted so far on a breeze | |
| Police talking about where' s the dead president | |
| I said fuck y' all, y' all ain' t got no evidence |
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