Lyrics:
Think about my past life
Long Beach standby
Won by a landslide
NYC we mad deep
Just how the clan be
People say they hating but they ain't what we can
remanded, went back to prison
How do you explain when you and your spouse engaged in illegitimate business
They was all happy when I was on drugs, but I
Aye, Aye
Need you by my side
Girl you so fine
Bae hop in the coupe
We ain't wasting time
Bae you is the baddest
I ain't gotta lie
Imma put you in
drama interject, where you might get hit by a pro who in the jects
Who sleeping on the floor cause the living so raw where bullets do the George Jeff
it called me back
Forget my pride shit I even quit my job
For the one that I love to work music
Recognised by my art that I spill in my game
Pour my
scared when you see the freeway
But you want to kill freeway!
Your girl ride the freeway everyday
Up and down, Back and forth
In & out, know every rout
rollin' the Dutch)
P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up, mixed with the A L see
NYC to LA we do our sweep
We out in Compton, P and Game lacin' Chucks
now)
Yeah, she blew up my phone
Heard I was back in town (Wow)
We can blow through racks, if you stay down
(Phew)
Met you in NYC, we in the hills now
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall
We raised by wolves in the crack den
We the Chicago Bulls,
been to San Antone
But the worst by far than I've ever been was when I've been alone
Tomorrow night I'm in Austin I've got some old friends there
Cause
Of the street shit to the block
Parental advised
I'm feeling like Muhammad Ali in his prime
Mike Jordan in his heyday
Call me Jeff Gordon in that hard
Top
original B-Boy, my peeps call me Merc'
I'm from N.Y.C., so see why in me
There's a lot of hustlin', found around my cheek
Sippin' strawberry daq, that
(verse three) {2:38}
Cats want to talk shit, i don't throw back trash at 'em
I come through in a drop top, laugh at 'em
Wit the girls behind me, bout ta
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
Me and Jeff's names out of the hit list
But ah, ah, ah, not so quick
Coming back at ya, can't no bad catcher
Catch this fastball I'm throwing at y'all
in slow motion
Substance abusing throwing Roxy's back like Ibuprofen
Zoom calls with the nurse she telling him fa to chill
We play contact sports it
a bath in a month
You can find me where the thugs be at, club be at
A fact, I love women, 'cause they love me back
The name's Johnny, they used to call
a bath in a month
You can find me where the thugs be at, club be at
A fact, I love women, 'cause they love me back
The name's Johnny, they used to call
hardly on my hardy shit.
Matt and Jeff are partying
Im hoping Kendrick listens in
Spit some shit with Eminem.
Im tryin not to argue with
Haters
on my left, got your people on my right
And we're smoking up the Jeff with unordinary vibes
I have awoke but I'm still trapped in this world
I have awoke
not concerned
I'd bet on Lil' Cease before you and your firm
If this was back in the days I would've been snatched you
I'm getting money now, them
not concerned
I'd bet on Lil' Cease before you and your firm
If this was back in the days I would've been snatched you
I'm getting money now, them
Back in the Dana Dane when you had to entertain as an MC
Back in the Dana Dane when you had to entertain as an MC
Rollin' with Da Youngstaz Rotten
[Pops]
Hey, hey old bean
And you to baby sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the studio
And I didn't have to break in this time
I'm
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