Midnight Cruisin LA Streets

[Intro] [Verse 1] Midnight in LA, where the engines scream, Lowriders bounce, hydraulics gleam. Palm trees shadow the neon glow, 5-0 lurkin’, but we move slow. Pedal to the metal, smoke in the rear, Ride or die—this life we steer. Cash on the line, pride in the race, Gutter kings chase that asphalt grace. [Chorus] Midnight cruisin’, LA streets alive, Bassline thumpin’, keepin’ dreams drive. Gangster rap vibes through the speakers bleed, Pedal down, we never sleep, racin’ till the sunrise. [Verse 2] Trunk rattlin’ beats, subwoofers pound, Concrete jungle where the lost get found. Chrome reflections under streetlamp haze, Dice roll fate in a rubber-blaze. Westside whispers, the code we keep, Burn rubber scars where the angels weep. One hand on the wheel, one on the heat, Survival’s rhythm in this endless b**t. [Bridge] Bassline’s the pulse, the city’s cold breath, Outrun the law, flirtin’ with death. Engines chant hymns, tires confess, In this concrete chapel, we’re blessed by the stress. [Outro]