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Whoever thought this a happen? |
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Hey yo, that bum nigga rappin,' took it the top, now I won't stop |
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I remember bein' broke cause if I didn't nigga |
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I'd be frontin,' reminisicin' where your nigga at? |
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Ain't nuthin,' never thought about the hot outfits, jewelry or the celly |
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Back then we was in the skelly |
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Shorties with the barrettes, candy in the bag |
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The handgun, remember when we shot the fair one? |
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A nigga like me had the motherfuckin' pro players and my Lees on |
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For a nickel got my squeeze on |
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Fly balls off the wall in the schoolyard |
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Swear to gods got my first quickie in school garage |
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[Chorus] |
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I remember those days |
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You and I gettin' paid |
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Now we got it made, oh yeah |
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I remember, I remember |
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[Verse 2: Mr. Cheeks] |
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Aiyo, we open gates and let the dogs chase us home after school |
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Until my nigga Skee got bit, yo, but that was cool |
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We took him to the crib we laughin', growin' up |
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We drinkin' liquor on the stool while he throwin' up |
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We runnin' from school security, besides that the 102 cops |
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Yo, the man was my grandpops |
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He used to air me out, he never tried to even motherfuckin' hear me out |
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No punishment, but here we out |
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We back at it again, me and my men |
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Yo what was realest when us niggas ????? |
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And all we wanna know does anybody fuckin' care? |
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And why this trouble follow me every fuckin' where? |
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[Chorus] |
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[Indistinct Talking] |
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[Verse 3: Mr. Cheeks] |
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Aiyo, we used to hot wire cars, bragged about the scars we collected |
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Tryin' to escape from them older guys up at the bars |
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They never let us bang, let's act ??????? |
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We knew they had a crew, but yo our crew was thick |
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OK, now we graduated from junior high |
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We into badder bitches, caine, getting money yo, we livin' fly |
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We got the Jordan and ball, we got the weed and all |
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When Chris died yo we felt there was no need to fall |
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We seen it all, from welfare lines, all them good and bad times |
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Back then I wish I had rhymes |
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I got my childhood name from my wild hood |
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Sling still, as though it was a good thing |
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[Chorus x3] |
