| Hey hey hey |
| What you got to say |
| Fast bitches fast cars money and fame |
| this rap shit is just like the '90's dope game |
| Before sold out shows rocked and hoes jocked |
| it was all about the 'hood and that Foe Hundred block |
| A few scraps as a puppy dog |
| you had to be down |
| to roam that infamous neighborhood |
| where niggas wore the crown |
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| It was on every morning from Manchester to Century |
| BG’s walkin' in packs to elementary |
| afterschool some had 'hood patrol |
| and watched deals on the corner |
| while others had skills and hittin' drills in Pop Warner |
| The unforgettable good old days how it used to be |
| 'foe niggas made the transition from a jock to a G now the streets is nice but the police is thick |
| 'cause niggas sick and mo' murders |
| committed than a horror flick |
| but whatever happen rappin' or not |
| it’s the same for me it’s still I.N.G. foe L.I.F.E. |
| so… |