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I Remember Lyrics - Singles - Mr. Cheeks

Whoever thought this a happen? 

Hey yo, that bum nigga rappin' 

Took it the top, now I won't stop 

I remember bein' broke 'cause if I didn't nigga 

I'd be frontin', reminisicin' where your nigga at? 

 

Ain't nuthin,' never thought about the hot outfits 

Jewelry or the celly, back then we was in the skelly 

Shorties with the barrettes, candy in the bag 

The handgun, remember when we shot the fair one? 

 

A nigga like me had the motherfuckin' pro players 

And my Lees on, for a nickel got my squeeze on 

Fly balls off the wall in the schoolyard 

Swear to Gods, got my first quickie in school garage 

 

I remember those days 

You and I gettin' paid 

Now we got it made, oh yeah 

I remember, I remember 

 

Aiyo, we open gates and let the dogs chase us home after school 

Until my nigga Skee got bit, yo, but that was cool 

We took him to the crib, we laughin', growin' up 

We drinkin' liquor on the stool while he throwin' up 

 

We runnin' from school security, besides that the 102 cops 

Yo, the man was my grandpops 

He used to air me out 

He never tried to even motherfuckin' hear me out 

No punishment but here we out 

 

We back at it again, me and my men 

Yo, what was realest when us niggas [unverified] 

And all we wanna know, does anybody fuckin' care? 

And why this trouble follow me every fuckin' where? 

 

I remember those days 

You and I gettin' paid 

Now we got it made, oh yeah 

I remember, I remember 

 

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Aiyo, we used to hot wire cars 

Bragged about the scars we collected 

Tryin' to escape from them older guys up at the bars 

They never let us bang, let's act [unverified] 

 

We knew they had a crew but yo, our crew was thick 

Okay, now we graduated from junior high 

We into badder bitches, caine, getting money yo, we livin' fly 

We got the Jordan and ball, we got the weed and all 

When Chris died yo we felt there was no need to fall 

 

We seen it all from welfare lines 

All them good and bad times 

Back then I wish I had rhymes 

I got my childhood name from my wild hood 

Sling still, as though it was a good thing 

 

I remember those days 

You and I gettin' paid 

Now we got it made, oh yeah 

I remember, I remember 

 

I remember those days 

You and I gettin' paid 

Now we got it made, oh yeah 

I remember, I remember 

 

I remember those days 

You and I gettin' paid 

Now we got it made, oh yeah 

I remember, I remember 

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