Chorus:
Slow it down
If I could go back I would slow it down
If I could turn back I would slow it down
If I could go back I would do it again
Do it again
Do, do, do it again
Ooaaahh

Verse 1:
Ain't got no time for no bullshit
Gotta make moves quick
If you snooze then you lose it
Lay it down like my Chevrolet
After a day of play
After I juice it
Get stupid
Hit the corner crooked
Don't remember how I took it
Don't remember how I made it
I remember being faded
Remember when I had more than anticipated
Got intoxicated
I almost got incarcirated
Put my petal to the metal
Hear me screechin' down the pavement
I'm esé Lil Rob
And I'm back up on the block
In a rag top with the back drop not knowin' when to stop
So I'mma keep on rollin' till the wheels are fallin' off
And it might get a little crazy but nobody call the cops
We got it under control
We're on a gangsta stroll
Watchin' out for the pigs on patrol
Cuz my homboy's on parole
My little homboy's on probation
Still gots a chance to change his life
But right now its incarciration that he's facin'
Chorus:
Slow it down
If I could go back I would slow it down
If I could turn back I would slow it down
If I could go back I would do it again
Do it again
Do, do, do it again
Ooaaahh

Verse 2:
Seen homeboy Vato down the block
He told me Paco got shot
In the parking lot of the Taco Shop
The town's been hot
Been full of cops
Been full of placas
I told them I don't really understand it homie
Bumpin: "This is for La Raza"
Hit the switch like this
And chirp it into the street
Where I keep my cuete under my seat
Where I keep on the creep
Where we go to the grave with the secrets we keep
And I'mma always keep my word so that I'm able to sleep
I'm bumpin' the beat when I heard her body talkin' to me
I like what it's sayin' and I love what I see
You're comin' with me
Her body's cold and comfortable to hold
So magicly now she's sittin' in my passenger seat
We got it under control
We roll it low
But so slow
I hit the leño and live my life in slow mo
If I could do this one more
Time again just tell me when so we can do it again
Chorus:
Slow it down
If I could go back I would slow it down
If I could turn back I would slow it down
If I could go back I would do it again
Do it again
Do, do, do it again
Ooaaahh

Verse 3:
Seen one of my homboys he's doin' good
He started life over
Another homboy not so good
He slipped, now life's over
One's was supposed to be gettin' married
In February
Now he's in the coffin being carried at the cemetery
Getting burried
Take a hit of the joint and keep it cherry
Cuz this shit is gettin' heavy
Like a Chevy on 5 twenty's
And that's pretty heavy
Tryna make that pretty penny
Where there's plenty
And I'll be damned if I ain't makin' any
Comin' out stronger than many
Many bolder than most
We get sick with it
Sicker than my flows; fuckin' gross
A product's of where I was brought up
It's the bomb like a Fleetline
Tag my name on a street sign
Throwin' up the peace sign
Lookin' for a feline
That's bad enough to be mine
Fuck yeah homboy; she fine
So we gon' keep on rollin'
Even if I don't know where i'm goin'
Chorus:
Slow it down
If I could go back I would slow it down
If I could turn back I would slow it down
If I could go back I would do it again
Do it again
Do, do, do it again
Ooaaahh