andlt;mcand's voiceandgt; awww yeah party people you lookinand' good out there
Now we got flavor on top of flavor. iand'm talkinand' about we got the
Old school flavor and the new school flavor somethinand' new from the
Lb fam iand'm the local ? and i want you you and you to get ready and party.
Cheeks drop it on and'em...
Verse 1
Yo the situations iand'm in it seem my lifeand's out of order
Escape place my tape in the recorder
I sit back spark and listenand' start my reminiscinand'
Realize that thereand's mad famand' missinand'
Iand'm holdinand' back the tears
No doubt we lost many peers
Mom dukes held it down many years
Now many chumps came and left
When my pop dukes split
No doubt i had it bad as a kid
But held it down no ? to the school
Meetinand' slugger now everythingand's cool
155 niggas kept it live no doubt
Mr. tel is cominand' down to roll out
We sand'in (smokinand') out all the time in the yard all nine
Talkinand' and'bout that carand's mine
Young niggas growinand' up in the city
Enjoyed the streets and'cause at home things was shitty
My momand's boyfriend tryinand' to break her down and hurt her
Not yet drinkinand' but still thinkinand' murder
Pro players and weeds under christmas trees
Gramma said thereand'll be days like these
Now when my granpops passed away
What can i say?
A nigga flips still to this day
Iand'm gettinand' high drinkinand' whiskey with the thugs now
Iand'm on the van with my man sellinand' drugs now
Iand'm in my zone
Chorus
You see thereand's 8 million stories in the spot iand'm from
Lb fam never stop and'til the job gets done
Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say
Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play
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Verse 2
In junior high me and lou we dressinand' neater
Iand'm on the special with taliek master skeeter
At hooky parties gettinand' tipsy with the bangdods
O e newports chicken wings and french fries
Knuckleheads sand'in out on the school trips
Not into liquor at the time but took a few sips
Iand'm gettinand' life on young plan of makinand' gand's
Gettinand' dough from shovelinand' snow and rakinand' leaves
Politicinand' on the van with the old cats
Pushinand' plush cadillacs holdinand' cold gats
I wanna be like you one night i said to mike g.
His reply get yoand' money donand't be like me
I mean it looks hella good but this life is a shame
I hustle to survive in the game
(i know) nothinand' else but hustlinand' and scramblinand'
Jailtime, bustinand' and gamblinand'
My main chick is on and'caine now
I mean she ainand't actinand' the same now
I seen mad niggas in the game style
But the key to survival is maintain pal
Yo when i get enough cheese iand'm gone
Until then life goes on andon andon andon andon
Chorus
Verse 3
Yo, eighteen years of age gettinand' green on the scene
In front of coliseum vibinand' with the team
Organized the lab different chicks same cab
Skills in the dice nice with the jab
Iand'm gettinand' money bagginand' honeys in the acres
Officials out to make a queenand's money makers
Ride around in stolen jeeps
Now as i creep through the streets i lost mad peeps
Now as the years ran on i noticed mad bang
Never go against the grain
Now durinand' that time weand's makinand' no cash
Sayinand' that this shit canand't last
Came up with this plot to get mad cheese
Right or wrong weand's official lband'z
Lost a lot of famand' on the road to success
Rest in peace god bless
Chorus
Knowhatimean
Mr. sexxx queenand's most wanted luv bug starski
A ha a ha. lb fam group home be the click
Knowhatimean
