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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 on my blue and gray sting ray It had maxed, I was with bitches that had
Bassum wasn't rollin' Starters, looking than niggas Hoes clothes that exposed their figures Ain't 7 steps in the jam, next the police Heist would be one, numbers I would get at least one
We come to the get with whatever You wouldn't how deep it was, we all did shit together Eat up all vittles, drink 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 Chicago and Fun and shorties we run 'round Play strike outs till sun but the shit ain't as fun now And the is all run down, we troop down to Jew Town
Talking cat down on gear, have enough for a Polish in com fair I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and about Who use to cop our (Who?) Our father figure
I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah Niggas be Ol' dirty bastard protect ya neck Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I be rollin'
Gotta make a stop take a leak and get some chops um be rollin' We gonna hit the streets for some brew and eats 'cause um Niggas be
I got rhymes then the Manor got folks had style I went to McDowell, wearin' boats And loafers know I had the nickel in mines We use to hoop in my yard but now I dribble the
It's like rain drops, make our game stop Skeeter will hit from the spot Torla tore my shit down, get down, put your in motion the strong survive but on the 6 or the 5
Live as hot as sex use to be at the Wrong club music by Andre Hatchet Or either Beat Box Ferris at them country club Would be hot as hell and stud would get, Find a body!
Sawyers, I would go there, hip hop clubs were so I like the music anyways and it was always hoes Was said to the best chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes Is who I mess with, the best shit was to the loop
your positions held class crooked ass but still 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' dirty bastard protect ya neck nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I Niggas be
Gotta make a stop take a leak and get some 'cause um Niggas be We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats um Niggas be
I tuned into BMX and taped on the tone master I took the 6 of the 28 to get home faster Then HBK was the only that would fuck with rap You was on the shore by yourself stay up your act
What you could make of it, you was a gump they was shit Either fight or break for it, we go to the lake and get My drink was Boons and Red Bull I swimming in Avenlon and being in a pool
I thought I was cool with my Members And a fade wall to wall greens to get The sport gray and palmade And breasts As we got older we would star and bang fags
Go to Marshals and change tags, I nuff niggas And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I 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, 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 make a stop take a leak and get some 'cause um Niggas be We hit the streets for some brew and some eats 'cause um be rollin'