Testo Old Timerz - M.O.P.

Testo della canzone Old Timerz (M.O.P.), tratta dall'album Warriorz

We come to find out the real deal right about now
Now this was our first routine we ever made
This was our first routine we ever made
And we gonna try to rock it right about now
This is for the old school niggas from back in the days
When Bubble Gum Soul was legit with waves
Slick money was a popular phrase
And we learned to let the pistol spark bark and blaze
This is for the O.G. niggas from back in the days
When Bubble Gum Soul was legit with waves
Slick money was a popular phrase
And we learned to let the pistol spark bark and blaze
This is for them cats from way way back
When every pair of sneakers had to have a hat to match
Damn y'all look good in them sheepskins
Made noise in the middle of the street all weekend
Always had a plan
It only took a dime to reach out and touch your man
Can't be fuckin' up the speakers while you at the jam
Get up on the speakers in your B-boy stance
I remember the beaver
I remember the Cadillac
I remember the seat belt back
I remember the chick wasn't legit unless her ass was fat
Uncle, I remember all that
When the main reason for squeezin' was to let 'em know you got one
Pop shots at the party to see niggas run
When the.38 long was the world's biggest gun
You niggas had a lot of fun
I used to see 'em lean (lean) hard as fuck
Hit the scene (scene) hard as fuck
Spoke rims, white walls cruisin' the block
In the '98 Oldsmobile with the rag top
Tryin' to look G's in your BVD
And it went with your Kangol, Pumas and Lees
Used to drink Private Stock, Millers and Old Gold
Had to feed Goose leather when the weather got cold
Oh (oh) dirty.38's was the tool that'll bless you
Saturday night special
O.G. niggas, god damn I miss 'em
Bumpin' Run D.M.C. through the gooseneck system
It don't matter up or down hill nigga
Nobody whoop your ass like a Brownsville nigga
If you're locked down, deceased or up and about
This is M.O.P. shoutin' you out
We come out the year a little somethin' different
Alright? Word
What we don't wanna do is just get up here
And just do shit you done seen and did
And you know just wear shit we wore before and things like that
You know we come out the year a little somethin' different
Alright? Alright? Alright? Alright?
Back in the days, back in the days
I love it when we dream about the old school
Back in the days, back in the days
I really wanna take it back to the way things used to be
Back in the days, back in the days
I love it when we dream about the old school
Back in the days, back in the days



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Writer(s): Jamal Grinnage, E Murry, L Elliott
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