Quasimoto low class conspiracy lyrics

[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