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Greeting boys and
My is Petey P
Kendrick's childhood friend (that's right)
I am your
And I'd to welcome you to good kid, m.A.A.d city
So grab cartoons and cereal
pop guns and fireworks
And along)

When we up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
Blow it Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane
When we up we gon go and get us a million
it all in front of the county building
Blow it Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane

(Kendrick, you remember that one time we was)
I've been on this day since Dr. Dre and Pac
Was on in that burgerstand at '95
People at 'em in amazement
Reservations at the Inn
We was living out a hotel at the
Breakfast, and dinner chicken from Kentucky Fried
Mama babysitting Section 8 the move
nothing else to lose but a burger flipping job
Close my inside the swap meet and imagine it's a mansion
Gold ballroom, AK-47
at the moon, what's a pack of hungry babies?
Hope you us soon, bite your back, you die of rabies
Everyday we pray to eat at the at Sizzlers
But never the visit, if better days was on its way
Then they make the decision, to make the turn
So for now we heat this skillet so this canned food can
(Oh I remember that, it was the with the hot sauce in it, right?)

When we up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
it like Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane
When we grow up we gon go and get us a
it all in front of the county building
Blow it like Coltrane, it like Coltrane

And all the children in the world say, "that's my car"
All the boys say, "that's my car"
All the girls say, "that's my car"
When we grow up, we grow up
Ghetto children in the say, "that's my car"
All the ghetto say, "that's my car"
All the ghetto say, "that's my car"
When we grow up, we grow up

(Nigga you remember the and the burning buildings and shit?)
stolen T.V.'s and a seat belt for my safety
Played the passenger I think it's five years after
Seven, do the math, '92 you be lazy
Looking out the window, all the essentials
Of a block party stop for a second, then it rekindle
Like a flame from a trick candle, everybody got
Insurance 'cause we 'bout to floss, you get that I sent you?
I heard from a block away, probably had credentials
Of a scholar but shit not today, them Dayton was his to take
Refrigerators, pits, and Jordan kicks
They did while helicopters recorded it
Hello Mi-Mister Miyagi, I want Kenwood woofers
Say you got me if not, I'll dig in your drawer for it
The swap meet was the bulls' eye like
Murder was the melody you know what the chorus is
"Papa you really telling me we can just get some of it
If we run out?" He said, "lil today the poor is rich
Don't your mom that you seen a Molotov bomb
If she ask know you have to lie and son don't forget
Bitches shit, hoes ain't neither
Niggas gon snitch, watch the company you
And one day put money in the ghetto when you got it
Rather than to hustle off these Rodney King riots"
(That's right the mothafuckin' King
You was with your daddy on Road)

When we up we gon go and get us a million
it all in front of the county building
Blow it like Coltrane, it like Coltrane
we grow up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
Blow it like Coltrane, blow it Coltrane