Remember When Lyrics

Remember When lyrics

f/ H.A.W.K, Mista Madd







(*talking*)



Say L, hold these keys man



What kind of wheels is those brah



(man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos)



Man, I ain't never seen shining like that



Say H.A.W.K, what y'all use to do fool



When you was growing up







[H.A.W.K]



I use to sit and watch the Flinstones, Gucci rolls and herringbones



Bezel sets and baguettes, while talking on my cell phone



From Bo-Bo's to Air Macs, low cars to horse backs



Hoopties to Cadillacs, water guns to chrome gats



Levis to Guess jeans, black and white to big screens



Six by nine to 18's, Bumsalack to sipping lean



Regals with white walls, 20 inch with screens fall



Michael Jackson off the wall, to MJG and 8Ball



Screw house to wrecking flows, to BET on videos



Zig-zags and yellow bags, to Glad sacks and optimos



Fist fight to gun play, sawed-offs to a.k.'s



Spitting flows at talent shows, as the H-A-W-K



Riding on the Metros, pushing a six double O



Smoking cess to endo, fill it up with petro



Fixing on my lego, let go of my ego



Get in with my little bro, getting up when the rooster blow







[Lil Flip]



I remember Kangaroos and afro curls, always running after girls



Trying to sneak in Natural World, BB gun shooting at the squirrels



Candy red on tricycles, training wheels on bicycles



Sugar Daddy's, Pixie Stix, peppermints and side pickles



Loaded toes and Scooby Doo, some of the things we use to do



Roller skate now roller blades, Ivy Leagues to holding fades



Blow-Pop rings and diamond things, herringbones to bezeltines



Cadillacs to limousines, ironing jeans to being clean



GI Joes to Tonka toys, eating Willy Wonka boy



Riding in my uncle's car, wanting to become a star



Having dreams to be like Mike, hooping in my all black Nikes



Flying kites and shooting dice, sneaking in the movies twice



Staying up and watching Cops, walking outside in Michael socks



Being afraid of chicken pox, check my bowl on Magnavox



Running up and down my block, sweating cause the sun is hot



I use to ride the city bus, now I'm pulling Hummers out







[AP]



I remember brothers getting dumped off, in ditches and bayous



Boys gave head jobs, and all I saw was hairdo's



Pimps drove Lacs and dob hats, with chrome gats



Hustlers stack paper, with the players and macs



Police burns in the hood, because somebody just got jacked



Every girl I slam they call, I told em call me back



Haters got backhanded, because they were always talking smack



Instigators chit chat, and were known for spreading rumors



Ballers went from stabs, to buying more of consumers



I use to eat on tuna, now it's shrimp and caviar



I use to be a virgin, now I have menage tois



I use to drink on soda, now I'm sipping mixed with bar



I use to stay in the ghetto, now I'm a ghetto superstar



I recall when I couldn't rap, now my rap game's up to par



From then to now it's funny, Jabos to Armani



AP became a business man, that's all about his money







[Mista Madd]



Back in the days I was young, I'm not a kid anymore



But sometimes, I wish that I could be a kid again



I use to wear a swatch watch, now I only wear Movado



Went from bare foot on a bus, to holding keys to Monte Carlos



Now it's a big body Expedition, showing my naked ass provado



Went from hood to all good, shh playing a game like huh brah



Backyard nickel and dime that, now boys be moving birds



Use to carry my knife special, now it's gats and smoking sherm



Use to mix at house parties, freestyling to Whodini



Now I'm signing rappers to paid in full, eating shrimp and fetichini



Boy I use to ride big wheels, while wearing them Chuck Taylors



Now it's Jordans, Air Macs, even pink-green gators



Use to be sneaking in Lover's Land, or at the drive-in movies



Now it's Tinsel Town or Motel 6, where this hoe can do me



Use to watch freestyle the man, or Rap City on BET



Now I star in sitcoms, movies and got my own video show on t.v., what







[Redd]



Should of seen it I was right there, when a problem jumped off



Rounds got dumped off, leaving niggas bumped off



Always trying to get the hook up, leaving your girl shook up



Women breaking my pager, phone line you can't look up



We had ice on us, merchandise on us



Busting at other hoods, when they had a price on us



Listening to flow tapes, people saying rewind it



Pulling out my piece, and bystanders get blinded



From winter to summer time, there wasn't no leaving our block



When the laws made it hot, we was freezing our block



Man we got enough money, to make my neck look pretty



Cause we done made enough money, to make my check look pretty



Rapping at talent shows, saying phrase too frequent though



Niggas talk about Fasachi, we roll that in Regal though



Seein niggas Redd capping on, the comedy bout my chaperone



My dress code is casual, but all of a sudden I'm valuable







(*talking*)