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My do laps around tracks to the days The vibin', I'm the comma, comma, Chameleon I use to pop the willy on my blue and sting ray It had maxed, I was with that had coochie
Bassum wasn't rollin' Starters, harder than niggas Hoes wore clothes that their figures Ain't 7 in the jam, next the police come Heist there would be one, numbers I would get at one
We come to the get together whatever You wouldn't know how it was, we all did shit together Eat up all your vittles, your brew and then step to The next cue, do it again, y'all
That was mad was tall and phat was cold The days of Old and Fun Town and shorties we run 'round strike outs till sun down but the shit ain't as fun now And the city is all run down, we troop to Jew Town
cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish in com fair I stare, at use to be Bubbles and think about Who use to cop our (Who?) Our neighborhood figure
I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah Niggas be Ol' bastard from protect ya neck Ain't nowhere to go, so I up with a hoe while I Niggas be
Gotta make a stop take a and get some chops 'cause um be rollin' We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats um be rollin'
I got more then the Manor got folks had style Since I went to McDowell, wearin' And penny know I had the nickel in mines We use to hoop in my yard but now I the rhyme
It's like rain drops, couldn't make our game Skeeter hit from the same spot Torla tore my shit down, get down, put your body in Only the strong but on the 6 or the 5
as hot as sex use to be at the Racket Wrong with music by Andre Hatchet Or either Beat Box Ferris at them country parties Would be hot as and house stud would get, Find a body!
Sawyers, I go there, hip hop clubs were so rare I like the music anyways and it was always there Was to have the best chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes Is who I mess with, the shit was troopin' to the loop
With your positions held class crooked ass but go the division (I that) Over Yamela's crib while his old girl was at Bust a smoothie on the spread but sill have on your shirt
I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah Niggas be Ol' bastard from protect ya neck Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up a hoe while I be rollin'
Gotta a stop take a leak and get some chops 'cause um be rollin' We gonna hit the streets for some brew and eats 'cause um be rollin'
I tuned into BMX and taped Farly on the tone I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get home Then HBK was the only that would fuck with rap You was on the shore by yourself castin' stay up act
What you could make of it, you was a they was takin' shit Either fight or break for it, we go to the lake and get My drink there was and Red Bull I remember swimming in and being in a pool
I thought I was with my Members only And a fade wall to wall greens to get The gray and palmade And soft breasts As we got older we star crush and bang fags
Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged niggas And are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would call When I first got my three way callin', I Marsh tryin' to lie Home of the gangbangers and ain't nobody shot
I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah be rollin' Ol' dirty bastard from ya neck Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up a hoe while I be rollin'
Gotta make a take a leak and get some chops 'cause um Niggas be We gonna hit the for some brew and some eats 'cause um Niggas be