Dadadadededahdadada…
What’s up?
Live it up!
Give it up!
We used to ride in the Scooby Doo,
Me and my crew,
sipping on Rosie, Possied up, down with mountain dew
Whoever stresses confesses the truth off E&J
Trials to trib, Striving to live man everyday
Routines wearing blue jeans.
Mobbing a van full of drank, beat and hoochies
Scenery changes City to city
We lived life aimless
Shameless and all about having good times
Good dimes and dubs
We were just living it up.
Sipping yak, where’s the party at?
Giving it up!
Smashing out deep looking for party to crash
Doing the math - beating down a whole new path.
Checking the stash
Replenishing what’s up in smoke
We had jugs of the Carlos and some papers to roll
Out of the city where the Pope couldn’t save ya.
Late nights on the road we were stone cold players.
Going where the chicks would be
And hopefully we’d snag em like a fisherman
Hooked and baited
Debated if we hit a room or parked the van
Penthouse on wheels.
Doin all that we can…
To lay claim to baddest young breeze
We didn’t have G’s; we only had game to spit.
A fresh fit and a whole lot of time to kill
We were young and full of cum, just keeping it real.
Wake up and we’re at it again
Quarter to ten
Small time petty crimes for a feev and ten
We’d be in the wind
Mobbing till the wheels came off
Me and my dogs
Living like hogs and doing it all
Checking traps
Kicking back with a plot and a plan
Driving the van to cloud dime and doin it live.
Trying to survive on the game that we bought and sold
The stories told and cold
We were young and bold
Holding on to the little time we had to spend
Acting a fool when we got together my friend.
When they saw us driving up it was going down.
Either party over here or a fresh new frown.
From the am to the pm we would be making some moves
Breaking the rules
Shake and roll em break some fools
Using our tools – to come up on a way to get out.
Night falls and we’re ready for a stab at the route.
Hollah at a few – wait until the time was right
Put the bait out and wait for a fish to bite.
We did all right.
Connect some dots and mash
We’d count up the cash
Replenish what we had in the stash
Fill the tank from the E in our everyday and slide out
Sipping Hennessey and Tangeray
We’re ready to play
Sing with me….
Things have changed – no longer down and dirty for a fresh new fit
A chance to hit
Looking for a freak to get with
Spinning up tires on the empty blocks
Getting home high bye like it was round the clock
The bubble popped
We all moved separate ways
Trippin on days
Dipping some days to reminisce on all that we did
Living as kids.
Some days I miss.
Some people have passed away, but they still live on
The globe turns and the moon is up
The sky above sparkles now and it smiles at us
The time is dust
Ashes to ashes and I must bust
Tell it on the microphone and spit it with ease
A gang of young G’s living in a time to learn
No time to burn
Gathering a stripe to earn
The pages turn
On a book filled with game
On the contents reads my name….
It’s a shame how you can’t go back if you wanted to, but it’s stuck in my mind like crazy glue.
It’ all I knew, now I know a whole lot more and you know I got more in store
Sing it with me ya'll…
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