Can I get you 'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... me! I'm sorry, I understand say 'e can't HANG! Oh, stewardess! I speak Oh, Jus' loose, blood. She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med it is, big mama? My no raise no dummies. I dug her rap! Cut me slack, Jack! Chump want no help, chump don't GET da help! Say 'e hang, say seven up! dude don't got no brains anyhow! Shiiiiit
I got my bell on with my cherry incense My tailor-made with the dick print My afro pick with the black I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Kung Fu shoes out the mother ship Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a and a black leather coat Where's my bread Grab ya by the Callin' all cars, Pretty ass nigga, you better stick Militant, don't call me Dashiki, I got to be the I'm Isaac Hayes a switchblade I'm Rodney Allen Rippy, come fuck me I'm just tryna tell ya, "Young blood, best respect elders" on
I'm comin' straight the 70s Super fly in my perm and my P's I'm comin' straight the 70s Super fly in my and my leather P's I'm comin' from the 70s Old school playa, fuck what they me Can you dig it? I'm comin' straight the 70s Old school playa, what they tellin' me
parties, pop-lockin' and pickin' Starter jackets, got my Jheri curl Gangbangin', yeah, and Crippin' ounce sippin', '64 dippin' No strings, nigga, say word I'm Magic Johnson, you Larry The day blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my with a rock in my pocket, slangin' up Michael Jackson vs. Atari 26 hundred, I done it See that fat chain? Nigga, run it I got my hat on 'cause I don't want it Mike Tyson, who's my as Carl Lewis, be back in a moment I won't shoot ya, nigga, I nuke you, nigga In my DeLorean, Back to the Future,
I'm comin' from the 80s my Jheri curl and my Mercedes I'm straight from the 80s my Jheri curl and my Mercedes up I'm straight from the 80s With my fat gold for the ladies I'm straight from the 80s With my fat gold chain for the
Man, you what I'm sportin' A short haircut, Jordan That's right, a nigga played on the team I had to let 'em know that a G Thang It's a black thing, you understand O'Neal the real Superman Boy, I hit Roy Versace, Versace to all the real In the crack spot a laptop Bumpin' that Biggie and 2Pac French braiding heads Where'd all these niggas from with these dreads? And during Y2K, I had a DVD watchin' Friday So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect elders"
I'm straight from the 90s I keep it gangsta, and grimy I'm comin' straight the 90s I keep it gangsta, gutter and I'm comin' straight the 90s Triple OG, you where to find me I'm comin' straight the 90s OG, you know where to find me
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I'm an ex-gangbanger from Los I've been to jail, fighting, partying, low But you as you get older You must become a mad one day and put away things Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Can you dig it?