(Webbie verse 1)
I ride down ya street you can hear me in ya den.
Shakin niggas walls when I put it past 10
G- shit, I ain't even gotta rap in em
I Like to play tha songs with alotta slap in em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I bet


You neva seen a nigga with tha pound like this
I ride by the club and evry body get loose
The hoes get to tootin, all the niggas get to bootin
Don't nobody try me know I'm quick to get to shootin
I'm known around town as the lit nigga with the music
And I'm doin all good, and the cake not bad
I ain't lyin if I tried I could break my glass
The police pull me over and they raid my cash
Man they be wishin they could take my a**

(CHORUS)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got alotta people wanna steal my shit
I got six 12's you can hear my shit

(webbie verse 2)
Man I really be trunken, man I really be beatin
You can hear when I'm comin, you can hear when I'm leavin
I got it hooked up the sickest so ain't no since in competin
Man yo shit is the cheapest, you might blow out ya speakas
And we blowin and all, I got warrants and all
Done looked down at the phone, I done missed a few calls
Me and boosie was thuggin, ballin out on the rent
He was tellin me sumthin but I couldnt much hear it
Cause the music was bumpin, I could barely much see em
Cause we was smokin on sumthin that we just got from korea
All the hatas was watchin as they was checkin the paint
All the b***hes was jockin, they look at us and faint
We done came to the top but niggas thought that we can't
Man this lil nigga trippin, he done waste all his drank
On my brand new interior you know the leather is mink
But I'm way past straight so that ain't nuthin to me

(CHORUS)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got alotta people wanna steal my shit
I got six 12's you can hear my shit

(mouse verse 1)
Now when I cut it up to 8 you hear that boom bing bow bam
I block around the club, they be like oohhwwee got dam
Evry body lookin tryn to see who I am
Cut that numba 9 on when I play that trill fam
2 supa charged amps with the airconditioner fans
The pipes sound good and the motor is a man
Lil mama wanna ride but I sorta made plans
I gotta go get my cousin cause he fresh up out the pen
Then I'm goin scoop webbie, he goin park the drop top
Just got my 94 caprice up out tha chop shop
Six pioneers mounted up in a block box
Me and shell buckin give a fuck if the cops watch
Old jams make then old folkes wanna pop lock
Check me if you want, get yo stupi a** glock popped
Evry wipp a nigga ride gotta be top notch
We don't play a song in that bitch if it ain't got knock

(CHORUS)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got six 12's(u can tell)
I got alotta people wanna steal my shit
I got six 12's you can hear my shit

Writer : GRADNEY, WEBSTER / ALLEN, JEREMY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.