1997
Dom Kennedy
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I be that nigga always wearing something clean for the groupies Looking like Caine but nah this is a not a movie Cell phones up, tell them girls to shoot me All I hear is "yea bitch that's Dom can you excuse me" Leimert Park legend, I used to bump that Snoopy Had some iceberg and I used to want that Coogi Back in 97 man my uncle wore the Gucci And he rocked Polo, and he wore the Stussy I am no marine but these niggas do salute me Catch me on Pico, I am like the Lucy's Give it to em raw, I am like the sushi I hate how rappers use the term "fresh" so loosely Bad ass nigga, I am like Boosie But that just might have went over yo head like a kufi If I was a DJ, I would be Brucie Or any of them niggas Biggie shouted out on "Juicy" Sometime I get chose, but you can say I'm choosy And if you want to keep her then you should not introduce me 25th hour, that was introducing Roll wit the winners girl cause I ain't into losing Talking Crenshaw king, that's what we be cruising Get my point across, so I never have to prove it Squab wit a nigga, I ain't into shootin This is not the army but them niggas is recruiting Hardwood floors, but we don't be hooping When them boxes touch touch down, then we gon' move it Maybe out to Compton, just like St. Louis Sugar 16's, nigga watch how I do this yeah I studied this game I'm a student, but now everyday they call my name and I be truant UCLA, I'm a bruin And all them plans you made, I'm a ruin Your whole rap career, it is ruined And everybody say "damn Dom you shouldn't do it" I'm the number one pick, that's Ewing No one said I would make it, but somehow I always knew it And I'm running this game, that's stupid I write like Eric, yeah that's ruthless These hoes so Ashanti, that's foolish I'm good on the track, Carl Lewis All these rap critics always asking for some new shit Tell em go buy it and they never do shit I f*ck with FutureStreet, but dawg this my new shit You say I'm bout to really B-L-O-W shit In 1997, I wrote my first rhyme "I wanna marry you" is what I told my first dime Had my first drink, rolled my first dime And I knew I was that nigga for the very first time In 1997, I wrote my first rhyme "I wanna marry you" is what I told my first dime Had my first drink, rolled my first dime And I knew I was that nigga for the very first time Said and I ain't never left, I tell em I ain't never left Just tell em I ain't never left, tell em I ain't never left
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