We seduce the microphones, bless the chron - got me in a zone 
 Just another Saturday night at the spizot 
 We kickin' it tough we done closed up shop 
 Plenty of Phillies rollin through homey 
 Them thourough-breds and conversation with these tru's 
 Ride the summer groove 
 The incense enhance the hoes deliverance 
 Niggaz takin a chance - askin for that lap dance 
 But see these females, they ain't strippers, don't flip 
 But your money back in your pocket 
 You ain't got to tip 
 Hennessey forever like sparklet's jugs 
 And most people ain't never seen a table full of bud 
 See members in my backyard 
 Members at my door 
 Members down the street bout to sell this sucka nigga - 64 
 A little barbecue while we get our groove on 
 The homey loop a beat, Im a lace somethin smooth on em 
 My trigger happy homeys and 14 deckaz 
 People servin them eight figures in the land of records 
 In California lifestyle, you can't ignore the crime 
 So niggaz stand in line for the life and times 
 Get your grind on 
 See I never forget (Those summer days) 
 Homey gettin they back up 
 Finna get me sack on 
 Niggaz gettin they stack on 
 Junkies gettin they crack on 
 Hoez stay cuz they wanna play 
 (Those summer days) 
 Bitches gettin they game on 
 Homeys gettin they bang on 
 Niggaz gettin they slang on 
 Bitches gettin the jank on 
 I'm in here coolin ready to shake em 
 Nigga what they hittin foe? 
 Feelin like I drunk a whole liquor store 
 Females are comin through 
 Ready to kick it with the crew 
 I like them Barbie Coast hoes 
 Touchin they toes for them dollar bills 
 And when it's drama - best believe it be on 
 Cuz steppin on the wrong toes will get your head blown 
 Because I once knew a nigga who tried to trip one night 
 But he didn't know where the fuck he was cuz 
 I lit him up like a light 
 Cuz I know niggaz from Ghost Town 
 Niggaz from Sin Town (whoop whoop) 
 Even them niggaz from the Islands know that we ridaz 
 ? in the other room breakin niggaz, slappin bones 
 On the low-low, fa sho' we got the plugs on them zones 
 Night fall, homey's gettin drunk up 
 Bout to break out the mac and the pistol grip pumper 
 To tame niggaz, the same niggaz that was cool an hour ago 
 Liquor be havin them fools actin schizo 
 Or is it that bitch that ready to go home 
 When the homeys roll and kick it they get high and get they freak on 
 Or a fool locin up cuz he got drunk for his last night come up 
 Mad cuz he got stuck 
 Yo we let him rough up, but not too deep 
 We understand your agony of defeat 
 Cuz we can be gangstaz or we can be gentlemen 
 We come strapped ready to tap that ass - tell a friend 
 And say you heard it from some killers 
 Some big wheel dealers 
 Out to check a mill of em 
 That's why I never forget (Those summer days) 
 Playaz get your swerve on 
 Homeys gettin they herb on 
 Bitches gettin they perm on 
 Riches gettin they serve on 
 {female singing} Hoes stay cuz they wanna play 
 Those summer days 
 Niggaz gettin they quote on 
 Homeys gettin they swole on 
 Riders gettin they roll on 
 Players get your flow on 
 {singing} those summer days 
 those summer days 
 Remember those summer days 
 Those summer summer Sunday 
 Summer days