back in the day Yeah that was back in the day Hey old school Yeah you were cool But that was back in the day Yeah that was back in the day Well take
Traduction: Local H. Back In The Day.
Just like my croll nigga, fuck a job, did that shit over the stove nigga Smell the blow on my mothafucking clothes nigga Grind all day party all night
back hump back Soda cook the dope together jump back jump back Meet any weather cock it pump back pump back If ya bust it first Imma dump back dump
Crooked As A Crooked Letter Hump Back Hump Back Soda Cook Tha Dope Together Jump Back Jump Back Meet Any Weather Cock It Pump Back Pump Back If Ya
day that made me sick in tha head So crazy, interrogation So many haters aggravate, so I convey and toss grenades You niggas wanna be the T H U G?
spit all these songs like in one day, and in two days... I gotta bring up one thing, you know, come back to the story, the day I did the 'Can't be Life
' in the day that made me sick in tha head So crazy, interrogation So many haters aggravate, so I convey and toss grenades You niggas wanna be the T H
What am I to wake up suddenly and then Enroll at the local college, earn me a degree And I could work weekends? If I've worked real hard I could mow you
I'm a little nigga on his hustle 'bout to rise I was cuttin' seventeen and I was only payin' five A week went by, and a nigga took that dry Back to H
big family Throughout the cities and the towns We don't reach for handouts We reach for those who are down And every local chapter Has a seven day a
crooked as a crooked letter hump back, hump back Soda cook the dope together jump back, jump back Meet any weather cock it pump back, pump back If ya
a day I got my dude from the Yay, and my boy from H-Town Goin hard in the paint, with my man from Smackdown And you gotta back down, cause the grind
' on tracks From up north to down south with n*** ridin' in lack's Since I dropped, I got the whole world ridin' my back To much chit chat, is he back
in her dome I'm on the phone in my hot tube Gettin' my back rubbed on About to fall deep in the zone Let a nigga kick back and put ten to the ceiling
I collage colloquials At first the buzz was local but now the nose grows like Pinnochio No lie, no T-H-C, T-H-E, T-H-O-U-G-H-T Makes me high in intelligence
racks on racks (Racks) Racks on racks on racks Nigga, I ain't even tryna hold back Wale Racks on racks on racks, I'm tryna smash and not call back
