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Well yo, they used to say that Dray was a bum Cos when it came to profit, son I really wasn't none The wildest motherfucker you ever saw They used to me Petey Wheezthrow, the devil's son-in-law Now I'm in the shit, like a fly I was robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and even muggin Sellin cocaine in the school halls Playin it slick I kept the balms up in some tennis I used to run the bridge with my peeps I packed a tray-8, in dem days I was for keeps I used to around my hat and all day Lookin for a that we could rob on Broadway Stickin niggas for their if they're worthy
Made a couple of hits and then we jetted to Jersey '86 And '87 was the Had the Gucci hat, rock the raccoon fur yeah Keep em in disguise and nigga ya blink See yeah Saturday, we robbed another nigga at the The beats was always showin up at my Askin "Does a certain Drayzie live at this Yes?" The spot was hotter than the sun, a doubt I had the choice to go to and get the fuck out I hit the just like a bandit cos I was stranded Virginia State in '88, you know that's I landed I stand it, shit was feelin strange I made it outta range but yo, my shit was just the dough
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Yo bust a move, the flav Cos I'm a take you back to the days of brown trays years ago as I proceed to recollect A newborn shorty had to 'ford off Bushwick Bless the days, Pops shot to get forth the and Damn, fam got to From the tenth flo' four flights to the sixth This was around the smokin reefer was the shit But now the crib a bigger I was the first man in the fam so it's for a nigga Had my clan from my and my man from 8-11 Wit me we hit the jams behind 2-57 Mom's babysittin, on the hustle 54 Block was on lock, a knuckle
rip, some niggas slipped and got greedy Believe me, "rest in peace" in graffiti But I resist a few fights and petty heists Cos now I'm 'cross in the Heights My nights are a quieter but still amongst the schemes for the fun Where run guns and blow slums with the bums And don't care I love the game so I stashed the green leaf by the air You couldn't tell me shit, was more eager than a beaver Kept it fresh, double-parked in the But I got deceased with this behavior-type And do Moms a favor, go to school and get this fuckin So what's the cos now I'm all in At State, now let the bullshit begin
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It was '89 and yo, I'm out of fights I'm runnin with nigga named Books from Crown Heights Gettin from the flow-up, we're drinkin til we throw up We're thinkin we can up so to class we wouldn't show up Well nigga so what? You fucked the and went whatever's Then the leathers, son I got to get my shit together Gettin drunk, gettin flunked in is what's the function Smokin blunts-in, son we need to stop We're goin huntin, Virginia didn't have for us That's why we broke out with Dice and into blue chorus Gettin busy, rhymes on the weekend The deal we was from styles we was freakin
But yo, now it's '91 and me and son we got to (Aiyo it was a rap contest, we couldn't handle) And yo, something got ta happen or I'm a get the We got the blueprints to this new style of Packin from the sewer, I knew we had a shot Gotta go and blow the spot and them niggas how we rock, what? If PMD is judgin it, yeah the crew Makin all that money on that as usual (Tip tip tip) Tip, we flip the tongue and wilin They hit us with the digits to the in Long Island So, we the Henny and my men we got swayz And lookin back, that's how we thinkin nowadays
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