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Come roll with a nigga, get high with a niggaCount stacks with a nigga, fuck hoes with a niggaBack in high school we used to trade clothes with my niggasBack when Icebreaker and GirbaudWas like the wardrobe for the killers, we pose for the picturesStunting on hoes, I stunt with my brosReal go-getters, I swear being broke didn't fit usLike new T-shirts, new jeans, new hatsYou know, spending gas money on everything except gasSpending my last on the shit that won't lastBack when 20 dollars would impress that assA movie and popcorn and caress that assOverdress to undress that ass, god bless that assIt was me and my dawgs, summer on summerRiding around like we dumber on dumberWhipping that Toyota like it's a HummerWhat happened to those days? I really do wonderWhen all I did was safe sex, latexThe first time I slipped up, wished I had a homemade AIDS test fuckBut I ain't flunk onceBack before I got drunk onceI was smoking on haze, all in a dazeMy homies would call and say, "nigga, come roll"The D grown us to get it man.You know what I'm mean? Just hustle, hustle, hustle.SongtexteThey, you know we, you know, there really wasn't that much opportunity for us, man.So, we just had to let our nuts hang and just, shit, boss up and, and learn the gameMan, I'm straight up off the 7 Mile, they call that the better mileTryna get a house up in the woods off on 11 Mile, bet it nowOne time for the D, Girls that hold me down Corretta styleFree Juan, let him outAnd everything I want off in the world is a must-haveI realised that at the bus stop with a bus pass thinking "fuck rap"Cause there's niggas in the streetsGetting money under my nose that I must stashI've seen people get murked who ain't deserved that shitCops should've protect-and-served and shitBut still pull me over, disrespect and search my shitAsk "why the attitude?" cause bitch, you deserve that shitBang bang bang, how do you maintainThe same brain and mind in a city of AKs and K9s?When only language they know English and gang signsFuck it all though, I'm repping till the world blow, come rollWell shit, I'm just, you know, I'm proud of lil' bro man.That nigga listened and he was able to stay focused manand through all the adversity man and through all the hood politics.But he seen it, he was with it, he was on it, you know?I mean like I say the Linwood man, shit that's what we know the city man,that's for the city man all fucking daySean, it's good to be home, isn't it? Aus Songtexte Mania