Reminisce
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Just take a sec to reminisce
Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
Used to dream about that hustle shit
I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
Now I make my mama rich, ah
Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it
You ever wonder if there's bigger plans?
Maybe life's a flight I'm on that didn't land
Thinkin', should I fight or go and get thΠ΅ van?
How the dealer saying fold? I got thΠ΅ biggest hand
Picture Marshall without Dr. Dre, shit
Would 50 still be 50 if he lost to Game?
I'm tryna picture, what if Biggie needed cost to pay
What if 'Pac sat around the park and parked a block away?
Either way, I'm sayin' it's fate
We were born with all the scriptures for us written on a slate
I'm too busy gettin' paid, hesitate, get a crate
Let me set the record straight, I been questionin' the hate
Black, white, dark, light, girl, guy, it's all the same
Fuck, if you're my brother from another mother
Then it's love and I don't see your colour
Everybody need a body, swear we motherfuckin' need each other
I'm still smokin' weed and fuckin', ah
Yeah, whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
Whole squad was in the, squad was in the whip
Whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
Whole squad, whole squad, couple spliffs
Roll a couple spliffs
Rollin' up a, rollin' up a, roll a couple spliffs
Roll a couple spliffs
Roll a motherfuckin' couple spliffs, my brother (hahaha)
Yo, Mickey
Check, I'm kinda wishin' I was livin' better
But past issues got me thinkin' how I'm missin' Dadda
And I could picture Teta sittin' home and knittin' sweaters
Worried 'bout me gettin' sick
And catchin' colds in Sydney's weather
Uh, every Christimas now, I get her presents
Every time I get it for her, she wish that I didn't get it
Sky's the limit, Teta, Biggie said it
The bank account got seven sixes, that's a-
Yeah, my heart's skipping reading Millie's letter
I took a trip for Californication, still regret it
Urgh, scar tissues like a chilli pepper
My memories under the bridge, I'm bumpin' Chilli Peppers
Sex, coke, how she smoke, all you bitches get it
Get the breast stroked and back stroked
That's a swimming lesson
Hit Givenchy with the Lemon credit
Spend it all, I don't give a fuck
Just take a sec to reminisce
Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
Used to dream about that hustle shit
I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
Now I make my mama rich, ah
Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it (fuck)
Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
Used to dream about that hustle shit
I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
Now I make my mama rich, ah
Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it
You ever wonder if there's bigger plans?
Maybe life's a flight I'm on that didn't land
Thinkin', should I fight or go and get thΠ΅ van?
How the dealer saying fold? I got thΠ΅ biggest hand
Picture Marshall without Dr. Dre, shit
Would 50 still be 50 if he lost to Game?
I'm tryna picture, what if Biggie needed cost to pay
What if 'Pac sat around the park and parked a block away?
Either way, I'm sayin' it's fate
We were born with all the scriptures for us written on a slate
I'm too busy gettin' paid, hesitate, get a crate
Let me set the record straight, I been questionin' the hate
Black, white, dark, light, girl, guy, it's all the same
Fuck, if you're my brother from another mother
Then it's love and I don't see your colour
Everybody need a body, swear we motherfuckin' need each other
I'm still smokin' weed and fuckin', ah
Yeah, whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
Whole squad was in the, squad was in the whip
Whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
Whole squad, whole squad, couple spliffs
Roll a couple spliffs
Rollin' up a, rollin' up a, roll a couple spliffs
Roll a couple spliffs
Roll a motherfuckin' couple spliffs, my brother (hahaha)
Yo, Mickey
Check, I'm kinda wishin' I was livin' better
But past issues got me thinkin' how I'm missin' Dadda
And I could picture Teta sittin' home and knittin' sweaters
Worried 'bout me gettin' sick
And catchin' colds in Sydney's weather
Uh, every Christimas now, I get her presents
Every time I get it for her, she wish that I didn't get it
Sky's the limit, Teta, Biggie said it
The bank account got seven sixes, that's a-
Yeah, my heart's skipping reading Millie's letter
I took a trip for Californication, still regret it
Urgh, scar tissues like a chilli pepper
My memories under the bridge, I'm bumpin' Chilli Peppers
Sex, coke, how she smoke, all you bitches get it
Get the breast stroked and back stroked
That's a swimming lesson
Hit Givenchy with the Lemon credit
Spend it all, I don't give a fuck
Just take a sec to reminisce
Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
Used to dream about that hustle shit
I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
Now I make my mama rich, ah
Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it (fuck)
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:20.54] Just take a sec to reminisce
[00:22.13] Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
[00:24.38] Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
[00:26.95] Used to dream about that hustle shit
[00:29.19] I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
[00:31.55] Now I make my mama rich, ah
[00:33.40] Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
[00:35.97] Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
[00:38.59] Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
[00:40.98] We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it
[00:44.60] You ever wonder if there's bigger plans?
[00:46.94] Maybe life's a flight I'm on that didn't land
[00:49.88] Thinkin', should I fight or go and get thΠ΅ van?
[00:52.66] How the dealer saying fold? I got thΠ΅ biggest hand
[00:55.86] Picture Marshall without Dr. Dre, shit
[00:58.21] Would 50 still be 50 if he lost to Game?
[01:00.95] I'm tryna picture, what if Biggie needed cost to pay
[01:03.02] What if 'Pac sat around the park and parked a block away?
[01:06.27] Either way, I'm sayin' it's fate
[01:07.62] We were born with all the scriptures for us written on a slate
[01:10.46] I'm too busy gettin' paid, hesitate, get a crate
[01:13.19] Let me set the record straight, I been questionin' the hate
[01:15.93] Black, white, dark, light, girl, guy, it's all the same
[01:18.10] Fuck, if you're my brother from another mother
[01:21.55] Then it's love and I don't see your colour
[01:23.26] Everybody need a body, swear we motherfuckin' need each other
[01:26.72] I'm still smokin' weed and fuckin', ah
[01:28.68] Yeah, whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
[01:31.28] Whole squad was in the, squad was in the whip
[01:34.59] Whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
[01:37.12] Whole squad, whole squad, couple spliffs
[01:39.91] Roll a couple spliffs
[01:40.93] Rollin' up a, rollin' up a, roll a couple spliffs
[01:43.89] Roll a couple spliffs
[01:45.47] Roll a motherfuckin' couple spliffs, my brother (hahaha)
[01:48.02] Yo, Mickey
[01:49.94] Check, I'm kinda wishin' I was livin' better
[01:52.86] But past issues got me thinkin' how I'm missin' Dadda
[01:55.70] And I could picture Teta sittin' home and knittin' sweaters
[01:58.22] Worried 'bout me gettin' sick
[01:59.64] And catchin' colds in Sydney's weather
[02:01.11] Uh, every Christimas now, I get her presents
[02:03.84] Every time I get it for her, she wish that I didn't get it
[02:07.12] Sky's the limit, Teta, Biggie said it
[02:09.68] The bank account got seven sixes, that's a-
[02:12.51] Yeah, my heart's skipping reading Millie's letter
[02:15.04] I took a trip for Californication, still regret it
[02:18.03] Urgh, scar tissues like a chilli pepper
[02:20.64] My memories under the bridge, I'm bumpin' Chilli Peppers
[02:23.51] Sex, coke, how she smoke, all you bitches get it
[02:26.05] Get the breast stroked and back stroked
[02:27.89] That's a swimming lesson
[02:29.41] Hit Givenchy with the Lemon credit
[02:31.78] Spend it all, I don't give a fuck
[02:33.18] Just take a sec to reminisce
[02:34.75] Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
[02:36.65] Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
[02:39.59] Used to dream about that hustle shit
[02:41.45] I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
[02:44.12] Now I make my mama rich, ah
[02:45.90] Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
[02:48.15] Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
[02:51.22] Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
[02:53.53] We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it (fuck)
[02:58.84]
[00:22.13] Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
[00:24.38] Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
[00:26.95] Used to dream about that hustle shit
[00:29.19] I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
[00:31.55] Now I make my mama rich, ah
[00:33.40] Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
[00:35.97] Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
[00:38.59] Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
[00:40.98] We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it
[00:44.60] You ever wonder if there's bigger plans?
[00:46.94] Maybe life's a flight I'm on that didn't land
[00:49.88] Thinkin', should I fight or go and get thΠ΅ van?
[00:52.66] How the dealer saying fold? I got thΠ΅ biggest hand
[00:55.86] Picture Marshall without Dr. Dre, shit
[00:58.21] Would 50 still be 50 if he lost to Game?
[01:00.95] I'm tryna picture, what if Biggie needed cost to pay
[01:03.02] What if 'Pac sat around the park and parked a block away?
[01:06.27] Either way, I'm sayin' it's fate
[01:07.62] We were born with all the scriptures for us written on a slate
[01:10.46] I'm too busy gettin' paid, hesitate, get a crate
[01:13.19] Let me set the record straight, I been questionin' the hate
[01:15.93] Black, white, dark, light, girl, guy, it's all the same
[01:18.10] Fuck, if you're my brother from another mother
[01:21.55] Then it's love and I don't see your colour
[01:23.26] Everybody need a body, swear we motherfuckin' need each other
[01:26.72] I'm still smokin' weed and fuckin', ah
[01:28.68] Yeah, whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
[01:31.28] Whole squad was in the, squad was in the whip
[01:34.59] Whole squad was in the whip (in the whip)
[01:37.12] Whole squad, whole squad, couple spliffs
[01:39.91] Roll a couple spliffs
[01:40.93] Rollin' up a, rollin' up a, roll a couple spliffs
[01:43.89] Roll a couple spliffs
[01:45.47] Roll a motherfuckin' couple spliffs, my brother (hahaha)
[01:48.02] Yo, Mickey
[01:49.94] Check, I'm kinda wishin' I was livin' better
[01:52.86] But past issues got me thinkin' how I'm missin' Dadda
[01:55.70] And I could picture Teta sittin' home and knittin' sweaters
[01:58.22] Worried 'bout me gettin' sick
[01:59.64] And catchin' colds in Sydney's weather
[02:01.11] Uh, every Christimas now, I get her presents
[02:03.84] Every time I get it for her, she wish that I didn't get it
[02:07.12] Sky's the limit, Teta, Biggie said it
[02:09.68] The bank account got seven sixes, that's a-
[02:12.51] Yeah, my heart's skipping reading Millie's letter
[02:15.04] I took a trip for Californication, still regret it
[02:18.03] Urgh, scar tissues like a chilli pepper
[02:20.64] My memories under the bridge, I'm bumpin' Chilli Peppers
[02:23.51] Sex, coke, how she smoke, all you bitches get it
[02:26.05] Get the breast stroked and back stroked
[02:27.89] That's a swimming lesson
[02:29.41] Hit Givenchy with the Lemon credit
[02:31.78] Spend it all, I don't give a fuck
[02:33.18] Just take a sec to reminisce
[02:34.75] Whole squad was in the whip, couple spliffs
[02:36.65] Yeah, we chop it up and drop it at the crib, how we live
[02:39.59] Used to dream about that hustle shit
[02:41.45] I pull up at the park and we puff a bit
[02:44.12] Now I make my mama rich, ah
[02:45.90] Sesh blazin' through the struggle, bitch
[02:48.15] Coppers came to check the registration, told 'em, "Suck a dick"
[02:51.22] Windows down, music bumpin', we were lovin' it
[02:53.53] We had no destination though, just cruisin' for the fuck of it (fuck)
[02:58.84]