Lyrics:
in the park
I rocked the many places far away from my home
I guess that must be the reason why I'm so well known
I rocked from Iowa to Idaho, Canada
Cause real players play the back
[O] Old schooL FLAVA!!!!
(Doin it at the park)
(Doin it LAH-Lah-LAHHH!)
(Ohhh yeah, rock the park)
(Ohhh yeah,
the park
I rocked the many places far away from my home
I guess that must be the reason why I'm so well known
I rocked from Iowa to Idaho, Canada
in the park
I rocked the many places far away from my home
I guess that must be the reason why I'm so well known
I rocked from Iowa to Idaho, Canada
ninety-nine, but fnot in 2000
Anybody want to do it like the old school?
Hella niggas at the park with no shootin'
Sunday afternoon, at the park
Niggas
never had to flex (High school)
Barnato Park High School Vincemus
And I was just a first eyewitness
All this started in high school
Started rappin’ in
on
Said Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn, we can take our
me sing it homeboy
Said colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana
on
Said Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn, we can take our
the park was crowded
I'd be ballin on the court like it's nine to five
In Kaltenmeier
Tryna be the one I admired
Hands high for the simple days
Live it up
It wasn't easy as an outcast
I didn't wanna show my face like i'm Kenny from South Park
It wasn't easy as high school loser
Being the target of all
What your city like?
What your city like?
Where I'm from gotta keep that blick on you
Park at your crib, have my young niggas hit on you
You
this bitch
Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
High off
high school, I been good at math
Bitch all I do is add
Brown mixing with the hash
Mane that's definitely one way I escape my past
Niggas bring it back,
around to see young connie Hawkins do his thing
When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker park
oh how the choir would sing
High flying kid do you
got it dropped on them thangs
Flossin's a shame, i'm countin' thousands, doin' some poutin'
Then I'm throwin I-owa, back-stage, girls are shoutin'
throwin I-owa, back-stage, girls are shoutin'
Haters hate, but it alright, if its a race then we won
Took some yearrs, to get herre, now Mama, look atcha'
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling
of Delaware
He ran away far toward at now ever you
I review on a telegraph you have one hour
Ruin oh boy, I park and let it out over re
He rabbit dolittle
and pen
Because you're on your way
Back to school again
(Back to school again) Oh yeah
(Back to school again)
No more playing in the park
No more staying
High school sucks
(4PM in the park, be there or be square)
High school sucks
(I'm gonna give you a swirlie)
High school sucks
Everybody called me
Hugging me and saying that you love because I love you
This is my for high school buddies you all know who you are
I couldn't see myself without you
to my shit then you faint of the heart
Tryna stop a man that wanna swing in the park
I'ma knock it out the stands, they amazed when I rock
I'm stayin
bills
And in 6 short years I sold 15 mil
Act a fool in College Park
Went to School in College Park
Bought a crib in College Park
And still live in College
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