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Nappy Roots
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O.Y.N. (Old Young Nigga)
Oh, I'm just an old dad's young nigga Kinda smart but put on like a dumb nigga That'd be all, who you are, where you from nigga? I know some white kids who wanna become niggas I got a gangster wife, she got a gun with 'er I got a hell of a click that's not one bigga I'm on the Cater & Hill, don't let the bums get ya I'm throwin' paper when I can but I don't litter Oh, I'm just a hustlin' go getter Find me sittin' down, wait me rind, no nigga Apologies for my usage of the N word I got excited, I'm just happy that I've been heard Word, I'm goin' back to year '95 With hip-hop at its best 'fore pop died Or '89, full chart, they just gotta try When mama said I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired I'm wild but they ain't talkin' Donny Brasco I'm super hype cuz I'm makin' money back slow I'm goin' green, e-mails, no fax homie Speak with me, this shit is hotter than Tabasco Yo, my homie Dutch said go for it If Lany Records was a pimp, I was a hoe for it The rap game took a hit, I ran note for it Touchdown but I don't dance, I'm an old poet Poet, in my cup till I pass out I like a neo sole chick with 'er ass out I drive old school cars in the fast route Born poor, before I go I wanna cash out Money comes and it goes but your fam stay I'd take my cuz over a billion bucks any day 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
Hey, some cheese grits with my damn stake Don't mean to cuss up in the bus so I'm damn straight Damn right, it's all to none every day and night If I don't get it then somebody else around here might It's like we're just crabs in the bucket Burgundy the same wipe Stan in Kentucky Trust me, it's the opposite of gettin' lucky If it wasn't for the bad then I wouldn't have that to brag Oh, understand? Now I'm prone Gotta hold it down, I'm the man of my home Gone, all the days are gettin' by Drinkin' liquor by the meter, just blazin', getting' high I would be amazed if I tried Just a lil bit harder for my sons and my daughter why But why not is what I got in reply As I looked in the mirror at myself in the eye See you later alligator, flat suit and tie Caddy coup, peanut butter guts, now I'm super fly Like a king on the underground scene Grip the wood in my palm but without the pinky ring clean As a spring in the country If you take a leap of faith trust the strings in the bungee Court, I thank the Lord that he's working And if he sees fit then everything I'm deserving I get but only in due time I'm just a old young nigga blowed out his mind
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