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My raps do laps around 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 bitches that had coochie
wasn't rollin' Starters, looking harder than niggas Hoes wore clothes that exposed their Ain't 7 steps in the jam, next the come Heist there would be one, numbers I get at least one
We come to the get with whatever You know how deep it was, we all did shit together Eat up all vittles, drink your brew and then step to The cue, let's 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
cat down on some 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 neighborhood father
I'm out with my crew, nuthin' to do but ah Niggas be Ol' dirty from protect ya neck Ain't nowhere to go, so I up with a hoe while I be rollin'
Gotta make a stop take a leak and get chops 'cause um Niggas be We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats um be rollin'
I got more rhymes then the Manor got folks had Since I went to McDowell, wearin' And penny loafers know I had the in mines We use to hoop in my yard but now I the rhyme
It's like drops, couldn't make our game stop Skeeter will hit from the same Torla tore my shit down, get down, put body in motion the strong survive but on the 6 or the 5
Live as hot as sex use to be at the Wrong with music by Andre Hatchet Or either Box Ferris at them country club parties Would be hot as hell and house would get, Find a body!
Sawyers, I would go there, hip hop were so rare I like the music anyways and it was always hoes Was said to have the best chicks but mostly Park and V hoes Is who I mess with, the best shit was to the loop
With your positions held class ass but still go the division (I that) Over Yamela's crib while his old girl was at Bust a smoothie on the but sill have some on your shirt
I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah Niggas be Ol' dirty bastard from 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 'cause um be rollin' We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some 'cause um Niggas be
I tuned into BMX and taped on the tone master I the 6 instead of the 28 to get home faster Then HBK was the only that would fuck with rap You was on the shore by yourself castin' up your act
What you could make of it, you was a gump they was takin' Either fight or break for it, we go to the lake and get My drink there was and Red Bull I remember in Avenlon and being in a pool
I I was cool with my Members only And a bold fade wall to wall to get The sport gray and palmade And breasts As we got older we would star crush and fags
Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged nuff 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 original gangbangers and nobody shot
I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah be rollin' Ol' dirty bastard 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 chops um be rollin' We gonna hit the streets for brew and some eats 'cause um be rollin'