Testing one two three four
Rappin 4 tay Rag Top records nineteen ninety six
West up let's do this
Yeah Four you done finally got that parole card
Yeah man that was long comeing trying get that man
I understand that Four but a lot of people don't know
what you've done been thru bro'
Man a brother done been in this rap game for ten years man
I've been from hell and back you know Frank
But what's gon' have to do is lay it down and lace it
up like a shoesbraim
Ok, like this here...
Aloud me to take you back down memory lane
When a player was so young in this rap game
Yeah, if you had a fight you best to knock a sucker out
Because moms wouldn't bout to let you in the house
Yeah, we had to throw em' in the days
Didn't have glock, never seen a twelve gatch
Wasn't no banging n' gang n' philly ate the defs
Brother had to go to school in the days to get a rep
Always wanted to bust a gang in theese raps
And be the first player to put Frisco on the map
So add this to the list of them hits
pappin knockin for the new year
Ima ved in this rappin and is you wet behind the ear
Shit, I even caught the San Quinton blues
Used to rock that motherfucker every night, I paid my dues
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I talked the talk, but now Im walking the walk
What up, foe! Huh yeah! Yeah! What,what!
Im from the west but I don't ride the saller
Used to do a lot of battle,
but you money are make you chunk, rattle
Ever since the solarsystem boy club and house parties
Rap contest, a book of team, and it was everybody
snatching it taking it swop on stuff all the way home
Once me and O' hit the jets, man we was gone
