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My raps do laps around to the days The idiot vibin', I'm the comma, comma, I use to pop the willy on my blue and gray ray It had maxed, I was bitches that had coochie
wasn't rollin' Starters, looking harder than niggas Hoes wore clothes that exposed their 7 steps 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 deep it was, we all did shit Eat up all your vittles, your brew and then step to The next cue, do it again, y'all
was when mad was tall and phat was cold The of Old Chicago and Fun Town and shorties we run 'round Play strike outs till sun but the shit ain't as fun now And the city is all run down, we troop down to Jew
Talking cat down on 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 father figure
I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah be rollin' Ol' bastard from protect ya neck nowhere to go, so I hook 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 eats 'cause um be rollin'
I got more then the Manor got folks had style I went to McDowell, wearin' boats And penny know I had the nickel in mines We use to in my yard but now I dribble the rhyme
It's like drops, couldn't make our game stop Skeeter will hit the same spot Torla tore my shit down, get down, put your body in the strong survive but on the 6 or the 5
Live as hot as sex use to be at the Wrong club with music by Hatchet Or either Beat Box Ferris at them club parties Would be hot as hell and stud would get, Find a body!
Sawyers, I would go there, hip hop were so rare I the music anyways and it was always hoes there Was to have the best chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes Is who I mess with, the best shit was troopin' to the
With your positions held class crooked ass but still go the (I that) Over crib while his old girl was at work 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 protect ya neck nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I Niggas be
Gotta a stop take a leak and get some chops 'cause um Niggas be We gonna hit the for some brew and some eats 'cause um be rollin'
I tuned into BMX and Farly on the tone master I took the 6 of the 28 to get home faster HBK was the only station 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 gump they was takin' Either fight or for it, we go to the lake and get full My there was Boons and Red Bull I remember in Avenlon and being in a pool
I thought I was cool with my only And a bold fade wall to wall to get The sport and palmade And soft breasts As we got older we would star and bang fags
Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged nuff And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would When I got my three way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie Home of the original and ain't nobody shot
I'm out with my crew, nuthin' to do but ah Niggas be Ol' dirty bastard from protect ya Ain't to go, so I hook 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 'cause um Niggas be